Alone you find yourself just hanging

And to fill the hole you cling to all that seems

To hide the little girl thats crying

Underneath the rage that you let others see



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Coz your dancing dirt into the snow

While others look at you on show

Your dancing dirt into the snow

While all around you people grow



So now you look at me eyes wooden

An anchor through your head; crimson for diguise

An opal for a wound you carry

Heavy lights of pleading someone look at me



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And watch you bleed x2



The more you push through broken glass the thicker it becomes

And the more you turn on broken words the sooner you will need x2

A gun yeah x2



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