| Once there was a time when you were part of the cream
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| Beautiful, famous people, life was like a dream
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| The sparkling of champagne, the touch of soft red lips
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| Music and laughter, young swinging hips
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| Now it’s gone, you’re alone
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| Sleeping there on your own
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| Days gone by, slowly die
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| In the endless stream of time
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| Cloaked in the velvet of an endless night,
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| Surrounded by your only friend, sweet silence
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| You sleep at the end of the black rainbow
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| Six feet under the ground
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| Your sleep is death, your dreams just a void
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| Your memories are gone with the wind
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| You lie deep, down in the dark
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| Six feet under the ground
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| You were warned before, the wind could turn east
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| Your growing need for pleasure led you to the beast
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| It turned your mind to black and made you cross the line
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| You had it all, but you just were not satisfied
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| Now it’s gone, you’re alone
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| Sleeping there on your own
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| Days gone by, slowly die
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| In the endless stream of time
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| Cloaked in the velvet of an endless night,
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| Surrounded by your only friend, sweet silence
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| Your sleep is death, your dreams just a void
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| Your memories are gone with the wind
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| You lie deep, down in the dark
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| Six feet under the ground |