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Who tells sader stories? |
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Tears in broken eyes telling 'bout the worries, search for cure from whys. |
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A something to believe in, not leaving, still living. |
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There must have been a reason for all, she said. |
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Fading hours of pleasure and pain, trust me now, it wasn't in vain. |
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In this life some things will remain from fading hours. |
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Why didn't you answer? |
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You looked through me, it seemed. |
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It all's changed but |
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I can't swear, the whole scene's so unreal. |
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I'm still an unbeliever, won't leave you, still live here. |
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There must have been a reason for all, she said. |
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Fading hours of plesure and pain, trust me now, it wasn't in vain. |
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In this life some things will remain from fading hours. |
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Fading hours, but my time stood still. |
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My missing shadow can't explain. |
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But the pictures on your table will, they're showing me pale white, the coffin's opened wide... |
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I've forgotten fading hours. |