It was summertime
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Just another day
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Could have been October as the cold wind hit the bay
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You couldn't know
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What you meant to me
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The feeling felt so close, I couldn't let you see
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But now you're a stranger
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Your eyes seem so cold
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This is the time to break what couldn't be sold
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What we said we made brothers
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But still, the end would come
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But the end wasn't the finish
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What we said wasn't done
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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This winter time goes on and on and on
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This killing frost is deep inside of me
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What to say
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Does it have to mean this much
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Or can we just shrug and laugh it off
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Laughing time
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They wipe away the wounds
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But time will never remove the scars
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What we said we made brothers
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But still, the end would come
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But the end wasn't the finish
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What we said wasn't done
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing frost - Is all that's left
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What we said we made brothers
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But still, the end would come
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But the end wasn't the finish
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What we said wasn't done
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing frost
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Killing Frost
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