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[ti:holy cross] |
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[ar:Fog Lake] |
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[al:] |
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Empty television brains |
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Sit in designated graves |
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We no longer live this way |
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Drinking every saturday |
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But i'm running out of friends |
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They just left me here for dead |
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Heaven fills the empty space |
| [01:08.77] |
Maybe time will keep this place |
| [01:20.45] |
Break my heart and hope to die |
| [01:26.37] |
Now these memories don't subside |
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Holy cross fits in my hand |
| [01:41.60] |
Miracles i understand |
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I can't go there now-a-days |
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Since the past isn't a place |
| [02:09.18] |
But i still visit anyway |
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It can't help but scream my name |
| [02:20.92] |
Yet steady blues remain instead |
| [02:26.88] |
Smoking cigarettes again |
| [02:35.68] |
Cross my heart and hope to die |
| [02:41.74] |
Will these memories subside |
| [02:47.79] |
Holy cross fits in my hand |
| [02:53.95] |
Miracles i understand |
