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The ice is really cold |
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The street lights really old |
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The child's all alone |
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As she melts into her own |
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And slowly fades away |
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Into a river full of shame |
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But at least numb to the pain |
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Can you see it? |
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Can you feel the shallow wave? |
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From a needle to the grave |
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From her hell to far away |
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Your my only |
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Your so sad my valentine |
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On your journey to the light |
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But first straight to the fire |
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And we are |
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All that we are |
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Holding on |
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Till we fall apart |
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And we are |
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All that we are |
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Holding on |
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Till we fall apart |
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And we are |
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All that we are |
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Holding on |
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Until we fall apart |
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And we are |
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All that we are |
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Holding on |
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Until we fall apart |
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We areAll that we are |
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All that we are |
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All that we are |
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All that we are |
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All that we are |
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All that we are |
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All that we are |
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All that we are |
