| Silence, punch you
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| Wave goodbye to stress
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| Here we stand in black
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| Now we are dressed
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| Sound is mixed through words
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| Choked in your throat
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| I’m not dislike you
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| The dreams we wrote
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| These legs have been hurting
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| For too long
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| Crack the spine
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| Put bones where they belong
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| Sound is mixed through words
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| Choked in your throat
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| I’m not dislike you
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| The dreams we wrote
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| Sorrow is an empty road
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| Our legs grow weak and tired
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| We become one with the dark
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| All in my hands I hold a fire
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| Pills been turning
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| Feelings up above
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| Emotions controlled
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| You’ve fought so long
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| Death makes the black smoke
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| Rise in your throat
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| Goodbye to life as
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| Your life alone
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| We walk along the ocean
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| And we dance in the sea
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| We feel connections to where
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| Our presence still may be
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| We will not carry on our life
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| But those who cannot see
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| We sleep among the dirt with
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| A thousand more lost souls
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| I will be there until the end
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| I’ll never turn my back
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| I will be there when time is gone
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| I will be dressed in black
|
| Sorrow is an empty road
|
| Our legs grow weak and tired
|
| We become one with the dark
|
| All in my hands I hold a fire
|
| We walk along the ocean
|
| And we dance in the sea
|
| We feel connections to where
|
| Our presence still may be
|
| We will not carry on our life
|
| But those who cannot see
|
| We sleep among the dirt with
|
| A thousand more lost souls
|
| I will be there until the end
|
| I’ll never turn my back
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| I will be there when time is gone
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| I will be dressed in black |