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Now I'm living life without you |
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And I'm waiting to hear you grasp for air |
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June lies hidden in those ruins of your eyes |
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Have you seen me stumble in this demented world ? |
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June you've lost your colour |
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Could one stray under your wings |
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Liberty, a word I read once in a book |
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Frozen roses, as a gift to your content |
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I figured I could risk this stupid absolution |
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O` disillusioned, I'm face to face with silence |
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Your quivering breath, too weak to survive |
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What a shame, we never spoke a word |
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Liberty, a word I read once in a book |
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Frozen roses, as a gift to your content |
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Icicle-rain pounding on my head |
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Images demand to take a smile for granted |
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Tomorrow is always the first day of |
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the end of your life |
