It’s the train wrecked
Pick up the pieces any way screaming
Even if the music is bending
There’s a ghost it follows me
I’m just the leader falling into this hole
Save me now
But you are the shadow .
I put on my cape
Walk through the snow
I refuse to die here
In your cold
It’s a silent war
Darkening my eyes in this hallway
Where there is no light anymore
It’s sudden I know
The way life ends
Holding on to empty picture frames
Is what we did best .
You made a mess
You made a mess of me .
I put my cape on
False smiles
Handed by strangers
And I can’t
As the band plays on
Pick up the wreckage as I scream
I refuse to die
Here
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