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Your eyes are bruised You're all confused It hurts to cry So you swallow your pride Your body shakes Your heart, it aches You hear [?] You're nowhere and hide It's a quiet storm It's a raging god I recommend you make amends before my very eyes I recommend you make amends A madman's face Painting years with hate I just mind you're nothing but kind You hid your ones [?] twice You speak so God to get it upon a cross It's a quiet storm It's a raging god I recommend you make amends before my very eyes I recommend you make amends I recommend you make amends before my very eyes, eyes I recommend you make amends From Letras Mania