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Stain remover,
Stain remover.

The day that crushes you,
the night that spends you.
Volume that lifts you,
herd that takes you.
The mind that decides,
the body that asks of you.
Future that puts you to bed
and let the bets be made (No more bets.)

How to soften such a tough life?
How to slow down in a world that rushes?
How to remove the stain that makes me die?

Stain remover,
Stain remover.

How do I keep standing, if I look on each side?
If I look up, I find the way out.
Free from sorrow and remove the sentence.
The word I feel is not taken by the wind.
If you could soften such a tough life,
if you could slow me down in a world that rushes,
if you removed the stain and make me live.

Stain remover,
Stain remover.