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And I don´t remember at all
But I can´t help but wonder now
Then today I found my words to her
I´ll hide in a voice of someone else

I´m gonna find...
I´m gonna find it in me

Let me slip away, I´m at the end of holding on
Every now and then I feel the end of us

I don´t feel it´d fit to say I´m sorry
And I´m not sad to see you go away
The few who chased them up the concrete walls
These days the sun don´t shine here anymore

I´m dying..
I´m gonna find it in me

Let me slip away, I´m at the end of holding on
Every now and then I feel the end of us
I love the way you bleed inside my head
Something´s gotta change, I´m the end of holding on

Let me slip away, I´m at the end of holding on
Every now and then I can feel the end of us
I love the way you bleed inside my head (inside my head)
Something´s gotta change, I´m the end of holding on
Let me slip away, I´m at the end of holding on
Every night and day I can feel the end of us
I love the way you bleed inside my head (inside my head)
Something´s gotta change, I´m the end of holding on



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