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At least I had you once we walked along |
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I didn't see you cut my chest and arm |
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At least I have fantasy |
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At least there you are mine |
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At least I lied |
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I heard the voices of a thousand men |
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Whisper your name to the skies |
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I went down to the factories and smoke |
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I cried down in the dirty ground |
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When you said goodbye |
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Your light is brightest at the darkest hour |
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And words are useless at the funeral pyre |
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We're sinking down just to feel the fire |
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Where your light is brightest at the darkest hour |
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Your light is brightest at the darkest hour |
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And words are useless at the funeral pyre |
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We're sinking down just to feel the fire |
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Where your light is brightest at the darkest hour |
