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• Artiste: Spindle
• Titre: Autumn
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We burn away above our fears and drown in ashes of our tears The clearest thing that we can see is still just a bitter memory The skies will fade so dark and bleak, we hold it in no one can speak A world of thoughts comes tumbling down No questions asked, no answers found The sickeningly sweet smell of the air that now surrounds us Yea I wonder if it's over These lies tell me why I'm waiting These lies tell me what I'm waiting for The bleeding lights and chilling thoughts We can't forget the dreams they brought Perspectives change with passing days they're blown away, set ablaze The sickeningly sweet smell of the air that now surrounds us Yea I wonder if it's over These lies tell me why I'm waiting These lies tell me what I'm waiting for