There
is a smoke
It
wants to blind your eyes
You
don't see it straight
You
barely know the way
You
stand alone
You
try to find your way
You
want to go on living
Not
in the struggling mode
There
is a smoke
It
comes rushing to you
You
are caught in its web
Of
blindness in the wind
You
feel the choking
It
clouds your eyes
You
stand alone
You
try to find your way
There
is a smoke
It
wants to blind your eyes
You
are caught in its web
Of
blindness in the wind
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