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Held my breath 'til the very end, oh I guess it's over Help yourself, I'm your only friend, oh I guess it's over Nothing can be saved in the end, it's too late Nothing can be made, I guess it's over Silent lies, subtle chains, oh I guess it's over Long goodbye and the small remains, oh I guess it's over Nothing can be saved in the end, it's too late Nothing can be made, I guess it's over now Hang the past, such a lovely shame, oh I guess it's over Ring of glass and perfect stain, oh I guess it's over Nothing... Nothing... I guess it's over now Nothing can be made in the end, it's too late Nothing can be saved, I guess it's over now... Yeah, you got to me, you're in my skin You seem to burn like a destiny A great fire that yearns for a legacy Embers and smoke deny the ash I breathe, but choke on the cloud that covers our past When will this thing be over? From Letras Mania