Empty world
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Graffiti on the walls tell stories of the past, Voices in the wind, memories fading fast, Chasing down the echoes, searching for a spark, But the city's heartbeat's just a whisper in the dark. (Verse 3) Cold winds blow through the vacant storefronts, Life's a game of chess, but nobody's on the fronts, Searching for connection in a world that's gone numb, In this empty space, still I rise, won't succumb.
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Graffiti on the walls tell stories of the past, Voices in the wind, memories fading fast, Chasing down the echoes, searching for a spark, But the city's heartbeat's just a whisper in the dark. (Verse 3) Cold winds blow through the vacant storefronts, Life's a game of chess, but nobody's on the fronts, Searching for connection in a world that's gone numb, In this empty space, still I rise, won't succumb.
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