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Last
day
Year of the city
Capricorn 25
The
waves that wash over me
Brought by the shockwave
Cracks in the ground
Broken by my hands
Old
habits never die
Unless you never had them
Old habits never die
Mountains to climb, cities to burn
Cities to burn
Last
day
Carousel rolls on
Hold tight and renew
The
waves that wash over me
Brought by the shockwave
Cracks in the ground
Broken by my hands
Old
habits never die
Unless you never had them
Old habits never die
Mountains to climb, cities to burn
Cities to burn
Cracks
in the ground
Broken by my hands
Old
habits never die
Unless you never had them
Old habits never die
Mountains to climb, cities to burn
Cities to burn
