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Robe makes wounds into the older skin
Today is so hard to talk,
to breathe again...
I guess i know i'm strong enough.
I guess i hope i'll find the gold...
but that's not reality.
I've got the fire to burn my past.
I guess i know i'm strong enough.
I guess i hope i'll find the gold...
but that's not reality.
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...
the time is runing out...the time isruning...
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...
the time is runing out...the time isruning...
For years...For years....Foryears...For years...
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...
the time is runing out...the time isruning...
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...
the time is runing out...the time isruning...
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...
the time is runing out...the time isruning...
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...
the time is runing out...the time isruning...
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...
the time is runing out...the time isruning...
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...
the time is runing out...the time isruning...
Singing along i need you...
Feeling so small i miss you...