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The snow has nearly covered |
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Every aspect of my soul |
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And the rain has washed away |
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The whispers that I stole |
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Fallen, closed down and disbanded |
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I stay here gazing at the sky |
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And swallow, like I always did |
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The tears that I should cry |
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Have you come to tame the raging storm inside of me? |
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To mute the voices that keep screaming words of lie and agony? |
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The darkness that is haunting me |
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Raping my reality |
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The raging storm inside of me |
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Created me, in agony |
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I used to smile every morning |
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When the sun opened my eyes |
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I used to believe in human nature |
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And in the absence of lies |
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I used to fall asleep safely |
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When the moon had closed my eyes |
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Until you stepped into my life |
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And turned the truth into lies |