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She feels the walks with both hands open
Cracked and cold and white
A silent witness to the dying seconds
Of a wasted life
A trail of ants marches upwards
Where the sun shines bright
But she wont
Make it out
But she will free her heart
She will free her heart (x2)

You used to live and breath, for the rage
Until the rage subsides
There'll be a reckoning and
All hell to pay It's going down in style
Now he's looking for a strangers arms
In the midnight hour
No he won't
Make it out
He can free his heart (x2)

Lord keep me closer, closer, closer, still (x4)
(Oooh)
Closer, closer, still

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