My lips are dry.
They crack as they scream in the dead of night.
My soul is thirsty for what used to be and will be no more.
Thank you for everything, the fire in my chest will cease to burn.
I tremble as I think,alone as i've always been.
I'll let the love sleep.
They crack as they scream in the dead of night.
My soul is thirsty for what used to be and will be no more.
Thank you for everything, the fire in my chest will cease to burn.
I tremble as I think,alone as i've always been.
I'll let the love sleep.
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