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Where has the longing gone
all those sad little whispers
of all that was once said and done
give me a scar that will not heal

I thought I was just lost
for every wound was rotting
no one was there for me
or so it felt for so very long

Now I see myself like I never have
grown older day by day and year
no longer sad and blue (black and red)
I have a fierce burning in me

I will become the man I hoped to be
I am the one who'll pay for my fear
blind eyes that see once more
Cut me open, paint the world red



; Huh mitä paskaa :D