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SINGER: A Long Winter
SONG:The Boy From Judecca
You're porcelain promises wear with age. it's getting hard to breathe when you hold my head under. the stage is set for a tragedy. my eyes are closed...i won't stand...i won't stand in the way my eyes are closed...my eyes are closed. the cold steel feels good in my back...broken hearts, broken promises.
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