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Four seasons rush and time passed us by. |
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Christian heart so weak you stumbled to the dawn. |
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Grace and grief won't walk right hand by hand. |
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Your day was to go. |
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Cold heart too weak for beatin'. |
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Love is dead, and |
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I just dragged you down to deep. |
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Cold and dead, last winter ripped my heart away. |
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Two days and night a hallow growth inside. |
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My six was your seven and pain was on the way. |
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Yeah, all those prayers were all to the hollow god. |
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Your day was to go. |
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Cold heart too weak for beatin'. |
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Love is dead, and |
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I just dragged you down to deep. |
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Cold and dead, last winter ripped my heart away. |
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Rose on your grave, the only one alive. |
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A frozen leeve will cry red tears for you. |