| These shadows of old seem to come back around |
| They battle me rattle me why god now |
| Hang around like a bad tattoo, I'm black and blue I just don't know |
| Will I ever be me without all of these |
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| Shadows, shadows, shadows |
| Shadows, shadows, shadows |
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| Baptized in the light 'til the night call |
| Remember me, used to be who you first loved |
| I'd like to think, that I don't see |
| But these type of things the mirror won't show |
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| I feel it like my skin |
| It's creepin' through my lonely silhouette |
| Oh here we go again |
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| These shadows of old seem to come back around |
| They battle me rattle me why god now |
| Hang around like a bad tattoo, I'm black and blue I just don't know |
| Will I ever be me without all of these |
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| Shadows, shadows, shadows |
| Shadows, shadows, shadows |
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| All said when it's all done |
| Last call for the old ones |
| Shape-shifted and then some |
| When the past comes and takes me back |
| Outlasted the new blood |
| With old stains on a new rug, both eyes staring at ya |
| Looking backwards in an everlast |
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| I feel it like my skin |
| It's creepin' through my lonely silhouette |
| Oh here we go again |
|
| These shadows of old seem to come back around |
| They battle me rattle me why god now |
| Hang around like a bad tattoo, I'm black and blue I just don't know |
| Will I ever be me without all of these |
|
| Shadows, shadows, shadows |
| Shadows, shadows, shadows |
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| Shadows, shadows, shadows |
| Shadows, shadows, shadows |
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