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Исполнитель: Cut City

альбом: Where's The Harm In Dreams Disarmed

For so long
For so long
Empty chairs, Where's the enemy?
We picture the picture differently
Vacant eyes stare endlessly
Got no blood on my hands
But a minute to spare
For too long
For too long
Different knives in the very same wound
Sum of thoughts of how it should be
Accompanied by someone to leave
A lot of blood on my hands
And a minute's despair
Greetings from the darkness
No pity shown
We wade in pools of blood that we call our home
Pleased to meet me
I'm leaving
Death comes ripping
No pity shown
It's all so disgusting but I know my home
Pleased to meet me
It's deceiving
And it feels so real
And it feels surreal
And it feels so real
And it feels surreal
And it feels so real
And it feels surreal
And it feels so real
And it feels surreal

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