The wind whispers your name
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your eyes your face visible thru these black days
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I was never the only one to think of you
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And remember every look every word everything
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Digging my nails into my palms feeling nothing but heat
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With a heavy heart and a trace of guilt I accept this deceit
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I can't forgive myself and I won't start with you
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These are the words I live by
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I will not attempt to to swallow betrayed
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These are the words I live by
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These are the words I wish my hands of all the past
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Theres are the words I live by
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I am buried alive your gift at deception
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He? left me hoping
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Reacting choking gasping for unbreathable air
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The essence of death
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Permeates my senses
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Beginner's Luck
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| Blood Has Been Shed |
