Meek is Murder - Full Hearts, Empty Rooms | Текст песни

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a setting apart
forgetting the winter sun
regretting your blame
and letting your pain control
the prices you pay
devices of misery
for vices of hate
or letting some fate take hold
manufacturing your own cell
no light
no escape
a prison of mind
a vision of apathy
you're so safe
always not letting go
just go with the flow of the rhine
o the places you've never seen
because you won't leave home
i just hope that you wait for me
i'm leaving soon
manufacturing your own cell
no light
no escape
these walls are funny
pack your bag
rise
say goodbye to an empty room
look to the moon
always, we'll be watching at the same time

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