| Could you be an angel left in the dark?
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| It’s mostly silence echoing through the halls
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| Kill the hunters that are lying to myself
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| For long I’ve seen the signs
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| Written on these walls
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| Written on these walls
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| I will search, search through the wreckage of my soul
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| Believe in what I have 'cause that’s
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| That’s all I am
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| That’s all I am
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| I swear I could hear
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| Voices from the edge of the earth
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| Reminding myself to breathe slow
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| Wandering alone in this wasteland
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| We used to call home
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| Could you be the devil left in my heart?
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| All these feelings I wish I could turn them off
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| Kill the hunters that are lying to myself
|
| For long I’ve seen the signs
|
| Written on these walls
|
| Written on these walls
|
| I swear I could hear
|
| Voices from the edge of the earth
|
| Reminding myself to breathe slow
|
| Wandering alone in this wasteland
|
| We used to call home
|
| I will search, search through the wreckage of my soul
|
| Believe in what I have 'cause that’s
|
| That’s all I am
|
| I swear I could hear
|
| Voices from the edge of the earth
|
| Reminding myself to breathe slow
|
| Wandering alone in this wasteland
|
| We used to call home
|
| We used to call home
|
| I swear I could hear
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| Voices from the edge of the earth |