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(SODA Brain) All say we’ve got to be someoneWhich seemed to mean we’ve never been anything in our lives. Well they must take a good hard look at What have we become. You grew sick of school and dropped out. Tried to shoot yourself and left a faceless girl with a nameless child. Yeah right you’ve become someone else. (DOTA Child) This must be it that incomprehensible route to space.

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At some point, i may be that girl--carefree and slacking off just because i want to. I could be sippin' cola, lyin' in a hammock at some far flung beach, readin' some fun stuffs and high with reggae music. Only, i can't afford to be that girl. Thus, in the bestest way i can, i live another character that best suit the demands of the times. Thus, most of the time, i am that, dorky and workaholic

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Soda BrainIt came--some version of you.The characters may be differentbut the story's entirely the same.And I'm not liking this repetition.Not this kind please.Not this time.I'm no way buying,all the fuss.This should be a case of a different me,not a case of you.

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DOTA ChildWhat is distance, when our mindssuffer the same dark cloud.We’ve lost too much time thinkingnow we don’t have enough for the doing.Let’s take our bikes, relive our childhood rides.I’m after you, you’re after me.We’ll round some fancy place,or crash down to muddy lakes.We’re never that childhood friends,we grew up in different towns.But we love the same things;Well I guess that thought

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SODA BRAINCarved your name on a fallen log,in a forest i may never see again.It's the thing I can donext to shouting your name.Come rain, come stormsand try weathering it.There's a song that had it spell-bound.and I've tried reaching youuntil my last drop of courage.How soon will it be,that you do the same?

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(DOTA CHILD)I don’t say sorry.My life isn’t easy as you imagined it.Sometimes, the wrong thingsseemed the right thing to do.And for hurting you,I guess I had my own share of the toll.Weep if you must,don’t die with me.I’m not dying for you.I’m dying for the thousand ugly things in my life.That shouldn’t include you.(SODA BRAIN)I’m sorry.I don’t know life is hard on you.Sometimes, we thought of

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SODA BrainBreathing in almostall of your angst.It is such a strange feelinghow I find reliefin the details of your life.But your stars never saidanything about me;as I only occupythe space between.And you never said morethan what the stars ever did.Seeping in morethan what you spit.It felt awfully weirdhow I find solacein the image you created.But your stars never saidanything about me.I only

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SODA BrainScroll down the ancient letters,I have wrote you enough rhymes.And every word etchedin the stones of silenceis a second lost, strength spent.I could die just to get to the core of this all,and still have you there...staring.Just staring.Roll the final drumbeats,I have wrote you enough songs.Every note keyedin the clouds of assumptionis life lost, time spent.I could die just to get to

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DOTA ChildBoth of us a step to the edge,its either we take one backor jump forward and then down...You'd grown your wings.it was seven years agobut it felt like ages to me.Forgot how it felt to be flying,Dare to remind me.Like we're supposed to end andstay suspended;Clouds now on our feet.We sink into another worldand try to remain in it.But see...Both of us is a step to the edge,its either we

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SODA BrainIs this the thirtieth?When did these tearstaste like carbonated?Whoaa!Throw up,or throw my life?When doors close,they say windows open.So I saymust I jump in then than walk out?Is this the thirtieth?How can I lose the count?When did these tearstaste like carbonated?Whoaa!Throw up!Throw up!Throw up!

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DOTA ChildFlagged this school as a suckerWith walls high enough to trap you in.Wished there was grass and a little green.But here she comes, this sweet identity.It’s been thirteen days past day one,Can’t keep my eyes off her.Can’t keep my eyes off her.She must have known I came from another planet.It’s in the way she eyes me.It’s only been thirteen days past day one.And I think I like it here.I

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Soda BrainIt’s funny how the world dims around youAnd you became the only lightThese eyes had ever knownHold my hand until I can let you go.I cherish you so muchYou need not be part of me.You’d always be the sunThe one I’d always look up to.I had a sunflower mind,I’d be mad without you.Hold this hand, after you can let go.I cherish you so muchYou need not be part of me.You need not be here with

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SODA Brain and DOTA ChildEveryone blurs in this small town,you and I on the foreground.I got a feeling high school’sas dry as the uniforms; until the two of us,there’s nothing worth waiting for.No one’s smarter than our sneakers.Not a soul more appealing than our disinterested stance.We’re so pure substance they, the rest,were just empty spaces.Yes, we are this ordinary town’s worst nightmare.In

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