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Back in the days when we started this
We had our hopes and our dreams
We were young and naive
In our dreams we believed,
Dreams of glory, dreams of fame,
Empty promises , who is to blame?
No one , nothing can bring back the time,
To quit or to go on - the choice is mine.
And I don´t know why it hurts so much this time
The pain is sharp and goes up and down my spine
I don´t know what to do and who to blame
After this nothing will be the same
illusions made of dreams
nothing is as it seems