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Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
The moments died, I hear no screaming
the visions left inside me are slowly fading
would she hear me, if I called her name
would she hold me, if she knew my shame
There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better
charlo0otteauxfraises
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