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Lyrics: To Kill. Vultures. Fading.


Ten thousand miles away from where I want myself to be, I'm feeling lost and there's no room for pain in my head. Life is passing by, memories are fading out, we will realize one day we lost all of our dreams. The clouds of our shiny future already went black and everytime I saw your eyes and stood in silence I killed a part of me