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• Artiste: Xtrunk
• Titre: Short Of Breath
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Look at the dawn scoffing at the damned I never feel I'm in my place I always feel that disgrace I'm not in my place Another question in my mind Another mistake I will find Crushing the senses of the blind Are we really two of a kind? I never feel I'm in my place I continually feel that disgrace I never feel I'm in my place I will never kneel down I'll never kneel without a moving Bliss dismissed, short of breath Bearing my disarray without a word The game is hard, the fight as well Bearing disarray I pray not to betray Enduring that decay I always see the grey And finally I fall away Let the sun rise over my head To feel some warmth on my deathbed Let the sun rise over my head Yes feeling, just feeling that warmth on my deathbed Just tears with lots of doubts Only devout (Thanks to Xtrunk for these lyrics)