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Pick up the phone, dial tone A blank space, thoughts erased An incident, cold blood Struck down, a single round A suspect, quarantined Terror fades, turns to rage This is the cold part, the room shakes Life gives, but mostly takes Life gives, but mostly takes Separate my life from the island of yours A second cycle that can't fill the hole If it were up to me, we might still have control But your existence has left with your soul Yeah your existence has left with your- Day by day, a slow decay Violent dissonance Perpetual motion Keeps my mind occupied Terminal sadness Introvert or socially inept All of your colors bleed together Letras de cancionesI can't remember the last thing you said No I can't remember the last thing you said Separate my life from the island of yours A second cycle that can't fill the hole If it were up to me we might still have control But your existence has left with your soul Yeah your existence has left with your- How low How many cycles till I fill this hole The years have taken their toll If it were up to me I'd kill this dream The one where I lose your soul From Letras Mania