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Cold

Cold

Black Sunday

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I can't breath at all
It hurts to think
That time could heal my wounds
Feeling I've been betrayed
Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts
I can't sleep at all
Now you're gone away
I can't fake this anymore
Guess I could blame it all
On God's game
Or explain what my life's for

Chorus
Caught in a winter's rain
I can't remember a word you said
Take away my fear please hold on to me
I'm falling
Falling

I would trade it all
For another day
Just to feel you and your warmth
But even pictures fade
Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts
I can't see at all
Did you fly away
Did the stars shine bright for you
Guess I could blame it all
On God's game
It was fate that carried you

Chorus

You always take away
Take away
Take away

Chorus x2

And I'm falling...

I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling

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