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When the sun is gone
in the calm blue morning unaware
the song of the breeze
Lightly caress the trees
twisting the hateful roots
into the laughing sea
What he believes
is a lie
underneath dirty sheets
lies and answers
to almost anything
A subtle lucid vision
your eyes are so empty
her perfect tight skin
your eyes are so empty
whispers keep haunting me
your eyes are so empty
could only remember when
Every thing you see
is alive
every time you breath
it's a lie
every time you bleed...
Try to get away
slip away
fade away
try to get away
fade away
slip away
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