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Crashing Down

 

You sometimes feel you have no race
Can you forgive a love that’s fake?
While lovers know and always miss
A love that heals the wounds that bleed

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Where voices sound as loud as guns
Where blades slice broken hearts
You sometimes feel like crying out
Save me when I’m crashing down

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Above the lights of morning stars
You love the one and burn your heart
You come so close, but yet so far
Where dragons fight, there is no sun

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And rain falls heavy on icy towns
You sacrifice on faithless ground…
Crash

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Where voices sound as loud as guns
Where blades slice broken hearts
You sometimes feel like crying out
Save me when I’m crashing down

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