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My Empty Streets
Saw millions walking,
down my empty streets...
few memories remained,
fucked up my head with grief.
Raped my soul,
getting deep in to my eyes...
Hell I found most,
looking to heaven in the skies.
No sense of what has been,
feeling crazy from what I've seen...
now I can’t understand why,
from the memories deep inside.
No words to say,
wasting time wondering about
a fantasy life of what could have been,
walking hand in hand throughout the lights...
down My Empty Streets at night.
down my empty streets...
few memories remained,
fucked up my head with grief.
Raped my soul,
getting deep in to my eyes...
Hell I found most,
looking to heaven in the skies.
No sense of what has been,
feeling crazy from what I've seen...
now I can’t understand why,
from the memories deep inside.
No words to say,
wasting time wondering about
a fantasy life of what could have been,
walking hand in hand throughout the lights...
down My Empty Streets at night.
Published 13th May 2013
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