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In the corner beside my window
Hangs a lonely photograph
There is no reason
I'd never notice a memory that could hold me back
There is a wound that's always bleeding
There is a road I'm always walking
And I know you'll never return to this place
Gone through days without talking
There is a comfort in silence
So used to losing all ambition
And struggling to maintain what's left
There is a wound that's always bleeding
There is a road I'm always walking
And I know you'll never return to this place
Once undone, there's only smoke
Burning in my eyes to blind
To cover up what really happened
And force the darkness onto me
There is a wound that's always bleeding
There is a road I'm always walking
And I know you'll never return to this place
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