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Tomorrow I’ll wake up with a sense of enormous speciality.
Finally I’ve got it, but it was far from me.
How can you dive in my eyes?
How could you stop to improvise?
Finally I got it but it was hard for me.
Tell me about it in different signs of day.
How could you die in my eyes?
How could you stop to improvise?
Space’s all around your head.
I feel than I’m especial!
I’m especial!
Race’s over when you’re dead.
I feel I’m born!
I’m born!
Midnight is coming in a trace.
I think, I found her different face. I’m here!
“Tomorrow” is nothing, “today” has been.
You feel there’s nothing in your way. It’s me!