| In the dust of past mistakes
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| Of tears and cold heartaches
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| Cold skin clings to my face
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| Spend my days without a trace
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| If i shed my blood in vain
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| Could i rest forever
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| Should i lay my soul to waste?
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| Just a wait til your days are done
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| Work your fingers to the bone
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| You gave your blood, i gave my soul
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| You taste your pain for every stain
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| See from within, truth or lie
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| Be where i’ve been and life before i die
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| Of foreever burning hate
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| By the torment you create
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| Future show chaos reigns
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| Iron will hope and change
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| World without end
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| Sleep without dreams
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| Common man whole again
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| Final change hand in hand |