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I hear footsteps closing in |
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I recognize them from my early days |
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The times are different the image remains the same |
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Repeating backflashes remembering the name |
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Approaching visions of things I can't recall |
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A familiar smile awakes the pain |
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Unkept promises |
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The night awaits |
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The act of confidence |
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The kiss of Judas |
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I feel the lips on my cheek |
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The kiss of Judas |
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Haunts me once again |
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In your private chamber you're all alone |
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The well earned silver pieces falling to the floor |
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The flame of the candle casting movement to the wall |
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Your eyes filled with guilt keep staring at the door |
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Approaching visions of things I cant recall |
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A familiar smile awakes the pain |
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Unkept promises |
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The night awaits |
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The act of confidence |
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The kiss of Judas |
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I feel the lips on my cheek |
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The kiss of Judas |
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Haunts me once again |
