| I wake myself with haunting cries
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| Petrified but cool as ice
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| And why say it is okey
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| To throw your life away
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| Soon my love I’m on my way
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| On and on, I just can’t wait
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| For a billion ways to ease my fate
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| Why can souls become so cold
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| A piece of trash when life gets old
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| Wait for me, I’m on my way
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| To you, straight to you
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| Oh please, take me a bit closer to heaven
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| Come ashore to tense disorder
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| Rest the fight when night gets closer
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| Calming my storm
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| The dreams are forever gone
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| Come ashore to tense disorder
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| Rest the fight when night gets closer
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| End of my storm
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| The pain is forever gone
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| Late at night I close my eyes
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| And see a life of breaking ties
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| A drowning man without a line
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| Into the deep he’s out of time
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| Soon then he’ll be on his way
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| To you, straight to you
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| Oh please, take him a bit closer to heaven
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| Come ashore to tense disorder
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| Rest the fight when night gets closer
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| Calming my storm
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| The dreams are forever gone
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| Come ashore to tense disorder
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| Rest the fight when night gets closer
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| End of my storm
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| The pain is forever gone
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| So when the night comes by you’ll close my eyes
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| Hold me tight as I refuse to fight
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| Lay me down to rest forever more
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| End my line, Oh God set me free! |