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Late last night I tripped in violent shades of green
1000 voiceless faces were chasing me
I ran through the air thick as glue
From a thousand fucking faces that all look like you
Through night as black as hate my spirit fled
Through branches filled with thorns my eyes bled and bled
How could I ever hope to win this race
When everytime I close my eyes I see your face
It just can't happen here
It just can't happen here
Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER HALL, DAVID SUYCOTT, JAMES ERIC SELLERS, STUART ZECHMAN, WALTER FLAKUS
1000 voiceless faces were chasing me
I ran through the air thick as glue
From a thousand fucking faces that all look like you
Through night as black as hate my spirit fled
Through branches filled with thorns my eyes bled and bled
How could I ever hope to win this race
When everytime I close my eyes I see your face
It just can't happen here
It just can't happen here
Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER HALL, DAVID SUYCOTT, JAMES ERIC SELLERS, STUART ZECHMAN, WALTER FLAKUS
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