Two million thoughts I thought one day, two million times I cry.
Two million dreams I dreamt myself, two million times I lied.
The future holds what future gains, the future is our plan.
The future is what future knows, for future has demands.
We give to future, disperse the past, We cling to whats ahead.
And in this future, all shall forget, Each word the past has said.
So future known, I know my life, stop seeking answers here.
For future known, my life is mine, And tears are less sincere.
Follow me, and walk along, we're doomed but all one chance.
This chance is mine, these happy times, this time im making plans.
Two million chances, gained one day, two million times I died.
Two million pleas for life again, two million times I lied.
The future, gone, I know no more, the future binds me here.
The past is mine, these golden times, for the past, is more sincere.

 
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