The eyes around me are so cruel With every chance they steal my soul So walk with me, talk with me Hold my hand I'm stumbling in consequence It buries
The eyes around me are so cold With every chance they steal my soul So walk with me, Talk with me, Hold my hand I'm stumbling In consequence it buries
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: The eyes around me are so cold With every chance they steal my soul So walk with me, Talk with me, Hold my hand I'm stumbling In consequence it