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I'm aching I'm paralysed with fear that the thrill of life has left my body Just like an empty shell waiting to turn to dust The years bloom with optimism and turn to black This happens over and over and over and over and over and over again Constant dull ache behind my eyes I want to crush those rose tinted glasses Beneath my feet and let the glass bleed new life into me I once had youth on my side ’till it sold me out for the next one in line And turned its back on me and said you're on your fucking own On your fucking own A life of hard work doesn’t always pay in full Doesn’t always pay in full Constant dull ache behind my eyes From Letras Mania