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The day grows cold
as these walls fall down
and my heart beat still
won't even make a sound
and I lie here dead
or atleast it seems that way.
I feel I can't breath
and my heart just wants to bleed.
Just take me away
from everything that is pain
and give me a day
that's sunny with no rain.
My heart grows cold
as my walls fall down
and I lie here stiff
I won't ever make a sound.