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Turning of the tide
The tide turns
No time for confession
Paralysis of the system
Meetings of minds
We go it alone
No fun to be had
The trigger is pressed
The instinct kicks in
Revenge is writhing
Rain hammers down
Wake up!
In the city of mirrors
There's nowhere to hide
A key turns in the lock
Footsteps
Voices
Freedom
Silence
Pockets are burning
The tide is turning
No time for confession
Paralysis of the system
Meetings of minds
We go it alone
No fun to be had
The trigger is pressed
The instinct kicks in
Revenge is writhing
Rain hammers down
Wake up!
In the city of mirrors
There's nowhere to hide
A key turns in the lock
Footsteps
Voices
Freedom
Silence
Pockets are burning
The tide is turning
Published 1st Sep 2009
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1st Sep 2009 4:02pm
I really like the part...
"Footsteps
Voices
Freedom
Silence"
And also that last little rhyme at th end...very affective *thumbs up*
"Footsteps
Voices
Freedom
Silence"
And also that last little rhyme at th end...very affective *thumbs up*
3rd Sep 2009 1:38am
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