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Old wounds
The wounds that stay
The ones that break
The ones that stay
Day by day
Deep trenches
Gouges upon our flesh
Leaving scars
That go down pretty far
The pain is real
A monster the size of mountains
Bones so cold
Bones so old
Old as humanity itself
The ones that break
The ones that stay
Day by day
Deep trenches
Gouges upon our flesh
Leaving scars
That go down pretty far
The pain is real
A monster the size of mountains
Bones so cold
Bones so old
Old as humanity itself
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