[Music: Smail]
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[Lyrics: Balich]
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When the night is gettin' old
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And the air is gettin' colder
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You know I'll never fold up
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I turn my back on fear...
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As I lie awake alone
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And the voices come to taunt me
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Every night another haunting
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Driving me beyond my years...
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When sleep finally flies me away
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Under crimson clouds of pain
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All my regrets have taken shape
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As bitter tears that fall like rain
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Hey - I think I'm ready
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To confront the things in life that are haunting me
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Hey - If it takes me all my days
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I'll drive away the bitter tears of pain
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Phantoms of what could have been
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Now come to tempt my soul to sin
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Dark purple mountains of misery
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Bring the weight of the world on me
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Hey - I think I'm ready
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To confront the things in life that are haunting me
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Hey - If it takes me all my days
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I'll drive away the bitter tears of pain
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So tired of the pain - the never ending strain
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It's time I made the change
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It's time to rearrange...
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'Cause I - I think I'm ready
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To confront the things in life that are haunting me
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Hey - If it takes me all my days
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I'll drive away the bitter tears of...
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Pain
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Bitter
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Penance |