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Blue blades, sharper then knives |
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Beneath my feet |
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Graze my skin so fine but cuts so deep |
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I am banishing, I am drifting |
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You're so hard to find, you are shapeshifting |
| [01:05.600] |
Blue blood's running down |
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It's leaving me |
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There's no bird singing now, the sky is empty |
| [01:21.340] |
No color in the frost, just like a painting |
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A picture of my heart that no one's taking |
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Blue bird's body lies and no one mourning |
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Nothing in his eyes, his feathers blowing |
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The cold air stings and with it comes a warning |
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The wind drips through the night and kills the morning |
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The earth is still, the chill does not affect me |
| [03:40.350] |
The daggered dreams are over |
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No one wake me |
| [03:48.550] |
This heavy sleep will never cease to be |
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The earth is still, the chill does not affect me |
