| Tell me how does it feel when your dreams are wrecked and lost
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| And confined within the sea of time
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| Treason, way beyond all reason and white lie
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| There’s a time when the truth comes down to die
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| Are your need so dire
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| I’m a gun for hire
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| The tears on her face
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| Are crystallized by the winter’s embrace
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| Lost in this godforsaken place
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| Seems like she’s fallen from grace
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| Winter, it’s veil around her, wither in every way
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| And the cold it seems is here to stay
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| Silence speaks out in defiance and hurtful ways
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| The road to life has turned into a maze
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| Are your need so dire
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| I’m a gun for hire
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| Can you feel the fire
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| Burning brighter and brighter
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| The tears on her face
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| Are crystallized by the winter’s embrace
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| Lost in this godforsaken place
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| Seems like she’s fallen from grace
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| She’s fallen from grace
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| There is not much left to tell
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| The road is short from here to hell
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| Toss a dime into that wishing well
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| The truth turns out to be a lie
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| Life is just death in disguise
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| Once burned, then twice shy…
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| The tears on her face
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| Are crystallized by the winter’s embrace
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| Lost in this godforsaken place
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| Seems like she’s fallen from grace |