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I'm killing timeWith a timebombTicking right throughDays gone by here, without a proofReasons to put those last few words into the storyOf our last ever crimeBefore I'll place my heart in your handsAnd your senses in mineI hope you know where to take usThere is violence in lightsThis empty worldOf racing tempersNot a soul left to shineStay till I fade in my cradleTill I re-learn how to care for my haloFight not to hurtThe time subsides erasing pastWish I'd taken some picturesAll the good things and the wicked charmThere is nothing they'd teach usI hope you know where to take usThere is violence in lightsThis empty worldOf racing tempersNot a soul left to shine From Letras Mania