The screaming was silver, this silence was gold
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The skin felt so warm, the blood ran so cold
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I felt like a character that dies in the end
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The credits roll quickly, the frames blur and blend
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The fades were in genius, the cuts were so clean
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If I could just realize what they meant to me
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What have I done as I'm holding the gun
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I murdered this love now, I'm on the run
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On The Silver Screen
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Ride off in the sunset with me
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The curtains would close and the credits would roll
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On the Silver Screen
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A fugitive running when bad times arrive
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Me and my heart wanted dead or alive
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Send out the hounds to pick up the sent
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Put up some posters to find where your love went
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On The Silver Screen
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Ride off in the sunset with me
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The curtains would close and the credits would roll
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On the Silver Screen
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I picture a sun setting on a small town
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Where music was playing on snow cover grounds
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The smell of your sweet skin was too much to bear
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To reach out and touch, to play with your hair
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On The Silver Screen
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Ride off in the sunset with me
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The curtains would close and the credits would roll
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On the Silver Screen
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The curtains would close and the credits would roll
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On the Silver Screen
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The Silver Screen
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| MxPx |
