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Nights Like These - Head of Medusa lyrics
Replay murdered history in front of me. They can only see me as a child. I haven’t been there in years. Home is so far from me now that these hands hold me under. I’m disappearing into the walls that surround me. I can’t give what I don’t have. So I walk this lonesome road hand in hand. With my ghost hand in hand. |
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