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I can't seem to recognise the ugliness in all the others' way of lifeDeep beneath the winter chill, the blanket fuels the only thing they had in mindBuried in the autumn leaves, the memories of the season passed to compromiseWill we ever make it through, only time will tellOnly asking what's the price, we've spent it all, we'll never have the time to tryDeep beneath the winter chill, the ugly man says ugly faces will surviveFaster still the echoes grow, if the kingdom falls we've only served to pacifyWill we ever make it through? Only time will tell From Letras Mania