| The snow has nearly covered
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| Every aspect of my soul
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| And the rain has washed away
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| The whispers that I stole
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| Fallen, closed down and disbanded
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| I stay here gazing at the sky
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| And swallow, like I always did
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| The tears that I should cry
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| Have you come to tame the raging storm inside of me?
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| To mute the voices that keep screaming words of lie and agony?
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| The darkness that is haunting me
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| Raping my reality
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| The raging storm inside of me
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| Created me, in agony
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| I used to smile every morning
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| When the sun opened my eyes
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| I used to believe in human nature
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| And in the absence of lies
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| I used to fall asleep safely
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| When the moon had closed my eyes
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| Until you stepped into my life
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| And turned the truth into lies |