| And thus the crawling begins
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| Upon a road of gravel and blood
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| I see your face… as you’re dying
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| And thus the suffering begins
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| Down the corridor of regret
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| I feel you lifeless shape cradled in my arms
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| And thus the bleeding begins
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| Along a trail of memories
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| I hear her voice… it breaks-
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| — As she’s crying
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| And thus the mourning begins
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| Inside these walls of apathy
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| I never knew how to ease her sorrow
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| How did you ever find the key?
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| Why did you open the cabinet?
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| The shining piece of deadly steel
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| So heavy in your tiny hands
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| The shot that tore the night in two
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| The blood that stained the carpet
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| The bag they put your body in
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| I wish they’d sealed my instead
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| Roses on a coffin… As you slowly sink-
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| — Into the earth
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| Mourners softly sobbing… I can’t even cry-
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| — I'm numb with hurt
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| We never stood a chance… our bond-
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| — so fragile
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| Where could we go from here… No where
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| And so I fled, into another world
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| A world inside my mind, not to be reached
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| Completed denial, this never happened
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| I had to shut her out to save-
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| — the last bits of my sanity
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| And so she fled, into another life
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| A life without me, without this grief
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| Complete estrangement, I let it happen
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| She had to get away, or torn to stone —
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| — just like me |