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Do you remember who I am? A voice of hope, ad nauseam I prayed that you would see The crooked road you took belonged to me We only speak when half asleep Within your dreams I tend to keep Your very soul aside From the dreary train of thoughts Your brains provide Time?s tight for you The longer you wait The less your dreams come true And I wish that you Would make it Through these dark December days Before curfew You crawled into my memory An extreme extent of wannabe You left yourself behind To keep the haunting ghost of me in mind You can turn back, you can decide If your life should still be occupied By this long gone friend Letras de cancionesWhose days were suicidal ?till the end Time?s tight for you The longer you wait The less your dreams come true And I wish that you Would make it Through these dark December days Before curfew From Letras Mania