To those who know how to swim without putting away their clothes
And all the jackets look bad on them
To those who have stumbled on the same stone
And they don't have afraid to continue
Worn nails on many walls.
The world spins behind your back at a devilish pace
In every window threatening eyes
Every footstep always leaves a mark
The pair that you are putting on, weathering the storm
To the soles that can run faster
They are here now, and they are not afraid to continue.
They don't feel like it, they don't feel like it
To keep turning towards nothing.
He doesn't feel like it, he doesn't feel like it
To keep turning like this.
He doesn't feel like it, he doesn't feel like it
To keep turning towards nothing.
He doesn't feel like it, he doesn't feel like it
To keep turning towards nothing.
You are not easy to convince with sticks and kicks
With the beating of no drum do you keep up with the pace
Only face up and with your hands to feel the strength
What is needed and end this
br/>To the soles that can run further
They are already here and are not afraid to continue.
They don't feel like it, they don't feel like it
To keep turning towards nothing.
No He feels like it, he doesn't feel like it
To keep spinning like this.
He doesn't feel like it, he doesn't feel like it
To keep spinning towards nothing.
He doesn't feel like it, he doesn't feel like it
If you continue spinning like this,
Towards nothing.

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