| There’s no colder season than being alone.
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| Fear, sadness, misery overflow.
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| Your own shadow is your only company.
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| The soundtrack of your life is a bitter symphony.
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| Feels like condemned to lifelong poverty.
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| The sunset burns, the air chokes at night.
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| On this journey, there are no highs only lows.
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| It’s written in your fate living with the woes.
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| Living with the woes.
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| You need to stay away from you for a while.
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| You’ve shot some of them, some are still alive.
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| Awake at midnight with eyes wide open.
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| Your glory were stolen.
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| If you’re looking to find someone,
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| Someone who understands and eases your mind,
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| Look in the mirror that is called loneliness.
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| Can’t find a colder season, it’s obvious.
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| You need to stay away from you for a while.
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| You’ve shot some of them, some are still alive.
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| Awake at midnight with eyes wide open.
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| Your glory were stolen.
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| You need to stay away from you for a while.
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| You’ve shot some of them, some are still alive.
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| Awake at midnight with eyes wide open.
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| Your glory were stolen. |