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This day is done, this night is cast. |
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This setting sun, couldn't be my last. |
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Not even emptiness remains. |
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But what am I? |
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What am I, without these chains? |
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My dear I fell, while you were gone. |
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My dear I fell, while you were gone. |
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My father's blood runs through my vains. |
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But what am I? |
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What am I, whithout these chains? |
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I can see my breath, and it's full of sin. |
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I can read your name, on my left hand. |
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Everytime I think you, it rains. |
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But what am I? |
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What am I, whithout these chains? |
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High water hell, or kingdom come. |
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High water hell, or kingdom come. |
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In the air, the sound of moving trains. |
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But what am I? |
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What am I, whithout these chains? |
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What am I, whithout these chains? |
