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I believe my time ain't long |
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I've got a feeling I am going wrong |
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And if you see me coming 'round |
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you know my words will only bring you down |
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Blue is the colour of my soul |
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Bad times breaking up my life lines |
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Now my days are all overcast |
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and I can't seem to find my way up on this lonely road |
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And I believe that before too long |
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all my sorrows will be overcome |
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Well, I don't know but I've been told |
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you ain't worth much when your blood is cold |
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Blue is the colour of my soul |
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Bad times breaking up my life lines |
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Now my days are all overcast |
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and I can't seem to find my way up on this lonely road |
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Well, have you heard the screams of a thousand dead |
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The Reaper whispers in your ears, waiting for your death |
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One more day, and I'm dragging on |
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like there's still people that are walking ... |
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The tears falling from my heavy eyes, |
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the snow is falling from my yellow sky |
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One more day, and I ask myself |
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how long, how long before I do pass on? |
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Red sun burned my eyes |
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White vision arrives from forgotten times |
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Blue is the colour of my soul |
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Well, I can't seem to find my way up on this lonely road, no |
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Red sun, burns my eyes as I wake up |
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Blue soul, bad times breaking up my life lines |
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Red sun, burns my eyes as I wake up |
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Blue soul, bad times breaking up my life lines |