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• Artiste: Children Of Bodom
• Titre: Soon Departed
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When your hands have been tied From front, back and from side to side It's hard to see the shape of things to come And the past becomes undone No stars aligned to lead the blind When your future is already declined Lying, discarded Dying, soon departed Another morning, it’s hard to breathe Waking up so damn confined By these walls, cut, bruised and left behind Another day and it hurts to burn your candles at all ends No more looking and waiting for the godsends You keep throwing away If that is the life you choose No circumstance can excuse Why you run when you've passed A dead end sign at long last The days are numbered you swear So you can start the countdown for all I care Keep on telling yourself there's nothing left to do Your story’s weak and so are you Lying, discarded Dying, soon departed Another morning, it's hard to breathe Waking up so damn confined By these walls, cut, bruised and left behind Another day and it hurts to burn your candles at all ends No more looking and waiting for the godsends You keep throwing away Another morning, it's hard to breathe Waking up so damn confined By these walls, cut, bruised and left behind Another day and it hurts to burn your candles at all ends No more looking and waiting for the godsends You keep throwing away