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Theres no hell more harsh than a memory Theres no home more hell
Theres no hell more harsh than a memory Theres no home more hell than an empty nest Winter takes the warm away, spring takes the cold away Summer take...

All the blood in their souls pour out, look for something in the
All the blood in their souls pour out, look for something in the dark Blinded they find nothing another lust given in, another trust shut within Liste...

Honestly. A good talk, but the first minute or two almost had me
Honestly. A good talk, but the first minute or two almost had me in tears, I keep being so terrified by this happening and am apart of this mass willf...

[Verse 1: Cas One] This ones for the vices, the advice I never
[Verse 1: Cas One] This ones for the vices, the advice I never took Those stairways I mistook for pages in my notebook Those old cold looks that grab ...