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why must you poison my days? Your acid sting piercing my soul |
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it's hard to forget your scorpio eyes, the ones already dragging me into their wicked world. |
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everything just flows between me and you, though maybe it's all just in my mind |
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like a loathsome self-inflicted taboo forcing me to keep you enshrined |
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could you give me something that I never found |
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can there be light that guides my path to you |
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when everyday the world is drowned |
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and never sees the sacred truth |
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would you decide to wake my spirit now |
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can there be light that guides my path again |
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when everyday my soul is drowned |
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and leaves me here with my empty hands |
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decisions come and go with time to haunt forever what is left |
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the sorrows' subject leaves me blind and I forever contemplate |
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to rise and rise to keep head high I travel lands so far and vast |
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where skies and sun project their shine and never will it last |
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the void that's left in me will heal again |
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it'll make me stronger with every sunrise |
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forever waiting but to pace my strides |
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that nothing in this world can ever tame |
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could you give me something that I never found |
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can there be light that guides my path to you |
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when everyday the world is drowned |
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and never sees the sacred truth |
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would you decide to wake my spirit now |
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can there be light that guides my path again |
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when everyday my soul is drowned |
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and leaves me here with my empty hands |
