Being chased by time, I ran toward my dreamsChasing out sleep, my nights ran toward my dreamsThe drooping shoulders of six guys underneath the streetlightWere the shadows of youthful days, running toward their dreams(Though you fall down hundreds of times, keep getting up – we’ll never break down)Remember the endless sweat and memoriesOur one and only story – everything I won’t ever breakI won’
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