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I am the empty - I am the hollow |
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I am the silence - I am the sorrow |
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And I have nothing left to beg, steal or borrow |
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I am a hollow man |
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All the pain I feel - I can't let it heal |
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I keep tearing out the stitches, |
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Tearing out the stitches |
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I just keep holding on, 'til my life is gone |
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And tearing out the stitches, |
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Tearing out the stitches |
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I can't let go of what I don't know |
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So I cling to dust and shadow |
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It's always yesterday, and never tomorrow |
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I am dying here |
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All the pain I feel - I can't let it heal |
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I keep tearing out the stitches, |
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Tearing out the stitches |
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I just keep holding on, 'til my life is gone |
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And tearing out the stitches, |
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Tearing out the stitches |
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I can't remember how it feels to breathe |
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Suffocating inside these memories |
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I am nothing - I have lost it all |
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Out of the ashes, I will try to crawl |
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And all the pain I feel - I've got to let it heal |
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Stop tearing out the stitches, |
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Tearing out the stitches |
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I can't keep holding on, 'til my life is gone |
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And tearing out the stitches, |
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Tearing out the stitches |
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And all the pain inside - I've got to let it die |
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Stop tearing out the stitches, |
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Tearing out the stitches |
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I can't keep holding on, 'til my life is gone |
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And tearing out the stitches, |
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Tearing out the stitches |
