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• Artiste: Phil Campbell
• Titre: Cold Engines
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Running slow like cold engines do On the hills of bleak mornings through Streets are ready to explode, but i won't die today... I sang of hymns that once warmed my soul Old piano's in wood floor halls A beauty shone was my teacher and still today... Chorus: I see your face sometimes surrounded by fire... I see your face sometimes surrounded by fire... I once caught crickets on a sunny day A matchbox open, some got away Their wings were flying, they were singing, we won't die today... Chorus: I see your face sometimes surrounded by fire... I see your face sometimes surrounded by fire... And you shed tears that made you feel whole Telling lies about all you know If you climb down from your 'sill you won't die today... Tracing patterns all on your own Chasing limits that'll do you harm Your eyes will open once more and you won't die today...