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The timing is wrong, but sharp on the mark, breaking occurred long ago. This day is battered, cold and shattered, in the midst of feelings I feel nothing. Don't feel a thing, and I suppose it's not bad, your poor attempts to hurt me are poor as I say, and leave the sky falling grey. The timing wrong, but sharp on the mark, breaking occurred long ago. This day is battered, cold and shattered, in the midst of feelings I feel nothing. Don't feel a thing, and I suppose it's not bad. Your poor attempts to hurt me are poor as I say, and leave the sky falling grey. Time, time holds the truth, time..Time holds the truth, why'd you go? From Letras Mania