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• Ипохондрия на закате делается от глупых сомнений - вот глядит человек на солнышко и думает: взойдеть оно завтра али не взойдеть? (ц) Iceflowers

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Peace

I can see the risin' sun, what's it shinin' for?
In the shadows everything, frozen to the core
Wishing my memories, back to another place
Feeling this part of me, with empty space

All over me, all over me
Millions of iceflowers inside my skin
All over me, all over me
Inside is winter and outside, it's spring

Fire of indifference, taunting me inside
Want the rain to fall at peace, anxious to subside
Wishing my memories, back to another place
Feeling this part of me, with empty space

All over me, all over me
Millions of iceflowers inside my skin
All over me, all over me
Inside is winter and outside, it's spring

All over me..

All over me, all over me
Millions of iceflowers inside my skin
All over me, all over me
Inside is winter and outside, it's sprïng

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