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Pale faced, the innocent |
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Will drown in blood |
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Hurt and withdrawn, don't dare to steal my grief |
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In this haze of green and gold, he's gone |
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Blind my eyes and |
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I still can see through the mist |
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To the very end, there |
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I'll face what |
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I fear the most |
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Blind my eyes but it all doesn't matter right now |
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I would bury my dead and keep on till the end |
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I won't give up, |
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I won't give up |
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I'll turn to the red fields of none |
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There's a grave, there's a rose |
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Drift away, |
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I can hear me say |
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Soon you all shall be free |
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Carry the blessed home |
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No one's left here but me and |
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I'll sing out your name |
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Call me insane, |
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I knowI've opened my heart and my soul to you son |
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So pale turns the innocence and all |
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I feel is pain |
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Suddenly I understand, he's gone |
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Blind my eyes and |
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I still can see through the mist |
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To the very end, there |
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I'll face what |
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I fear the most |
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Blind my eyes but it all doesn't matter right now |
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But it all doesn't matter right now |
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Carry the blessed home |
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No one's left here but me and |
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I'll sing out your name |
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Driven insane? |
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Oh, no, no, no |
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What I feared the most |
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I have faced and that's truth |
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The grey faced, not innocent |
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Though I cry in dismay, |
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I will follow decay, |
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I'll move on |
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Is there anyone here who knows how it feels to be wrong? |
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Blind my eyes and |
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I still can see through the mist |
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To the very end, there |
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I'll face what |
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I fear the most |
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Blind my eyes but it all doesn't matter right now |
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But it all doesn't matter right now |
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Ohh, matter right now, matter right now |
