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Inside this cold heart is a dream |
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that's locked in a box that I keep |
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burried a hundred miles deep |
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deep in my soul in a place |
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that's surrounded by aeons of silence |
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And somewhere inside is the key |
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to everything I want to feel (feel) |
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but the darks of the dawns of my memory |
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are lost in a place I can never be |
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Could someone please show me the way |
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could someone please tell me |
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cause I cannot see |
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and the silence is raging |
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silence is raging |
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silence is raging |
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(silence is raging) |
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silence |
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silence |
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fading to silence |
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silence |
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silence |
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fading to silence |
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memory |
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memory |
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silence's the key to a memory |
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memory |
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silence's the key to a memory |