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I guess it's time to make it easier on ourselves
Is it time to let our feeling have their ways?
I know this time i won't do anything at all
This time i'll let the fire burn out of control
I get a feeling i can make it on my own
Like it's meant to be my kingdom and my throne
But i can only make it last a little more
If i'd only let that fire burn out of control
So c'mon now
Nomadic you, nomadic me. i'm walking on my knees
Nomadic you, nomadic me. a lot of things to see
I got a ticket for a nowhere ride
Everyday i've been a bit outside
Nomadic you
We're so not related i'm so scared of heights
Thats why i never learned to walk into the lights
I know it's time to say again you'll never send me back
Now it's history, but the fire burned out of control
Like if i was just nobody
Would i still be such a mess
If i would i'd never confess
And there's you with all your sorrowns
All those tears behind blackened eyes
You hide behind your fake disguise