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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Wearchest”

• I'm lying to you now that dignity's mine around me the trails of damage I can't fight with memories I can't find I will go and i'll find find some way believe in the pain with a glass in my hand The walls that surround me the sickness inside are all that consume me now and i can't fight with memories I can't find I will go and i'll find find some way believe in the pain with a glass in my hand The sound of morning rings in my mind it's easy to blame me most of the time I will go and i'll find find some way believe in the pain with a glass in my hand The sound of morning rings in my mind it's easy to blame me most of the time

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