| We paced these halls when I was young
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| If walls could talk they’d speak of love
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| Now cold and calm and left to dust
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| Kept locked away because what’s done is done
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| I felt your soul leave your body
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| All the memories we made only haunt me
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| So far away
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| Past city lights
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| There were thorns too thick to see through
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| Tied up and left to die
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| There’s not a chance in hell I’ll reach you in time
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| Nowhere to hide
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| What a perfect day for bad news
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| Kept glorified in black and white
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| Somewhere past city lights
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| Past all the lights
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| Through all the thorns
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| Crows pick at corpses calling nevermore
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| But…
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| But in the end
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| You slipped through my fingertips
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| The clock won’t stop for anything
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| I felt your soul leave your body
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| Now all the memories we made only haunt me
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| So far away
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| Past city lights
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| There were thorns too thick to see through
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| Tied up and left to die
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| There’s not a chance in hell I’ll reach you in time
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| Nowhere to hide
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| What a perfect day for bad news
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| Kept glorified in black and white
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| Somewhere past city lights
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| My stomach turned inside out
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| My world got flipped upside down
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| You turned this place to a ghost town
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| No one can hear me now
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| All is lost at the bottom of oblivion
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| All is lost at the bottom of us
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| Past city lights
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| There were thorns too thick to see through
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| Tied up and left to die
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| There’s not a chance in hell I’ll reach you in time
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| Nowhere to hide
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| What a perfect day for bad news
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| Kept glorified in black and white
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| Somewhere past city lights
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| No way in hell I’ll reach you in time |