| Here they come the sins I don’t know how to erase
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| All the empty faces in all the big empty spaces
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| From below they come they drift and they climb
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| It must have been quite a crime all these sins of mine
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| My sensed dulled my memories are vague
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| But all this doubting stage was it all a big mistake?
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| Was it all a big mistake?
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| Here it comes again that old feeling of defeat
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| It’s an enemy I don’t wanna meet surrender never felt so sweet
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| Oh no here it comes again that old bitter friend
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| The undeniable resent I never said the things I meant
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| Here I am all alone here I stand on my own
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| Who wants to throw the first stone?
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| Was it all a big mistake?
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| But in the end who really gives a fuck if it was me or you
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| We’re dead anyhow we’re dead anyhow we’re dead anyhow
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| You and I are through |