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Last chance to dance with the unknown Bury that hatchet and hit the road Along the coast, into the sea In the forest, surrounded by green A slide of hand to light the match The wood it burns never stood a chance Though the fire flames inside I am cold on this stormy night A heart that beats to the rain drops What must I do to make this pain stop Along a path, alone I must go Single footprints in this deep snow Alone, awake, I'm at it again Predictable life I can't stand To this hour I've become a coward Trying to search deep to discover my powers
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
Nothing but a shell of the man I once was
Last chance to dance with the unknown Bury that hatchet and hit the road Along the coast, into the sea In the forest, surrounded by green A slide of hand to light the match The wood it burns never stood a chance Though the fire flames inside I am cold on this stormy night A heart that beats to the rain drops What must I do to make this pain stop Along a path, alone I must go Single footprints in this deep snow Alone, awake, I'm at it again Predictable life I can't stand To this hour I've become a coward Trying to search deep to discover my powers
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
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