| The air is heavy, suffocating
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| Imagine how tight I’m bound
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| I feel my demons celebrating
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| I’ve lost the fight against my Gods
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| I lose my faith and all my soldiers
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| The glimmer in my hopes is dead
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| I’m slowly burning in my sadness
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| The color of my dreams is red
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| My instincts overrule my judgment
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| The movie of my life is silent
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| My voice was stolen by the wind
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| Your tender whisper is my creed
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| I lost the lost spark of madness
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| My fingers are searching for a peaceful end
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| The strings of my guitar are soundless
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| I dream about your helpful hand, helpful hand
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| Help me forget these frightening moments
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| Help me see a colorful dream
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| Help me believe in a beautiful story
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| Help me erase the nightmares I’ve seen
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| Help me
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| The air is heavy, suffocating
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| I feel my demons celebrating |