| Sorry I was cruel
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| I was protecting myself
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| Drifting along with my swords out flying
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| Tattering my own cells then I tattered yours, too
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| Took you and rocked you around me like a spell
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| Oh, how now the cold seeps in, oh
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| Oh, how now I cast you into the wind
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| Wracked by winter, I’m cupping my coals in the sand
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| Growing like a starlight 'cross the garden of night, I’ll think
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| Bones look lonely, memories surround me
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| Good times, skeletons are kicking at the ground
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| Oh, how the night drags on, oh
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| But I think I see a pink light and the coming of dawn
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| Oh, how the night drags on, oh
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| But in the fading of the constellations, I am growing strong
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| In the fading of the constellations, I am growing strong
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| In the fading of the constellations, I am growing strong |