What is wrong with her eyes?
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A glossy stare that won't leave me be starts my blood running cold.
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A gaze that could make hell freeze over...
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I have to understand she's gone...
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But she's not!
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Don't you tell me that she is dead!
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Watch her lips softly move because she's still whispering to me!
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...And something here is not quite right...
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Skin so cold beneath my touch as I brush back her hair and close her eyes.
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But I cannot stand to turn away.
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When I do, she'll be gone...
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It's frightening...
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Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door...
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They'll be here soon.
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I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding.
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I wish I'd stop looking behind me.
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Running now will only make it worse...
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They'll be here soon.
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I wish I could shake the awful feeling.
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I wish my mind would stop...
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Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
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As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
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Paint abandons canvas.
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And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch.
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As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
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I won't...
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Shaking as I rest her body down.
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No one knows, only me...
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It's frightening...
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Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door...
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They'll be here soon.
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I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding.
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I wish I'd stop looking behind me.
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Running now will only make it worse...
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They'll be here soon.
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I wish I could shake the awful feeling.
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I wish my mind would stop...
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Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
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As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
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Paint abandons canvas.
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And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch.
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As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
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Why should I even try to stop the collapse? Why should I even try?
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There's a madman glaring straight at me!
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Oh I know I've seen his face before...
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I am sure I've seen his face before...
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Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
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As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
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Paint abandons canvas.
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And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch.
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As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
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I won't...
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The Artist
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| Alesana |
