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Waking The Dead
There is a beast inside my head It feeds on everything Paints in stark contrast my regrets My god
There's no peace on the inside Burdens filling up my head Only grief on the inside I've been waking the dead
Now mom and dad are dead and dead And all I'm left with Is a list of things I wish I had said I'm sorry
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'm torn up on the inside The dead are filling up my room I hope I see you on the inside I've been knocking on your tomb
I keep thinking about the end of the world I keep stumbling over the idea like something I forgot to put away I've been knocking on the doors of tombs but all the doors are locked And time has swallowed up the keys the dead are rising soon Because there is no peace release relief No eternal sleep slumber is something I forgot to keep Like a beast it's crawling out from under the boards
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