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You, you left these arms holding nothing |
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Alone, set in this tomb of my tears |
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Liar, I know now that the truth was just another lie |
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It's too late, my heart has broken black |
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It's over and failure is the only memory that hasn't turned to rust |
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Sorrow; the only thing that doesn't seem to crumble at the touch |
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My throat still bleeds each time I call your name |
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But you will never know how hard I tried |
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Liar, I know now that the truth was just another lie |
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It's too late my heart has broken black |
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It's over and failure is the only memory that hasn't turned to rust |
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You, you left these arms holding nothing |
