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Through the keyhole into my soul

You\'re like winter,
And i\'m cold cold freezin\',
Your arms around me tight,
We\'re burning ice.
Back to this point where
My heart is falling...again
But the wind still blows through your hair



As I walk, You walk away from me,
Looking through the keyhole to see,
Me bleed from the heart and say,
My heart will decay...



Up on my feet,
catch me falling, again.
from falling further down.
it\'s never too late to say
The beautiful lie we\'re living,
ain\'t a lie it\'s just,
a reality running race.



As I walk, You walk away from me,
Looking through the keyhole to see,
Me bleed from the heart and say,
My heart will decay...




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Publicerad 2007-07-19 11:35



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