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there's no one around, but the glass hour confronting me of my time left. and without those words i am nothing but a falling petal from a dead flower
what my memories flood with mistrust and lies. i scream out those words, shaded corners flood with mist, and in the while- the hour hath flooded there's no one around but the glass hour
what my memories flood with mistrust and lies. i scream out those words, shaded corners flood with mist, and in the while- the hour hath flooded there's no one around but the glass hour
Lyrics submitted by HxChris
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