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You're dressed in black |
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Moon slowly fades |
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Behind the clouds that greater in |
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Isn't that a tear |
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I see |
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Rolling on your skin? |
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Isn't that fear? |
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Your eyes betray the sin |
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There is no one else around |
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To hear your crying |
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Rain is falling on my shallow grave |
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I'm the one you wouldn't save |
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Rain is falling on my shallow grave |
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Again |
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You won't find forgiveness |
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Don't even try |
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You know you will do it soon again |
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It's not about the blade |
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That cut open my vein |
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It is not about the blood |
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It's the lie we both lived in |
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But this is the end |
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Your long black hair covers the fallen leaves |
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The dark will descend |
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Over a story that |
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No one believes |
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All the wet autumn nights |
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Are charged with anger, you should behave |
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While the cold wet wind still bites |
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My specter hovers above |
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This shallow grave |