You're porcelain promises wear with age.
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It's getting hard to breathe when you hold my head under.
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The stage is set for a tragedy.
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My eyes are closed...I won't stand...
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I won't stand in the way my eyes are closed...
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My eyes are closed.
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The cold steel feels good in my back...
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Broken hearts, broken promises.
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The Boy From Judecca
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| A Long Winter |
