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The End Of Me

Shamans Harvest

Where do they go
Those who love me well
I guess they jumped off this train
When we got to the gates of hell
And crystal halos
Shattered as they fell
When I could no longer stand
Where we were you to do me well
I guess you hated to worry
And god how you worried

I know I deserve to suffer
I've earned to be alone
But like a thief who sells a lover
For a handful of shiny stones
So I wrote you a letter
You won't find until I'm gone
For a song given to the devil
He's come to take me home
With a 4-10 to my lips
With a 4-10 to my lips
With a 4-10 to my lips

I'm sure you all know how this story ends
I've just been wondering where it all began
And words fall short they fall right through me
I can't stomach the taste of them
Where did they go
Where did they go

Oh you set me on fire
Watched me burn
Where do they go
Where do they go

I guess they jumped off this train
When we got to the gates of hell

Composição: Shaman's Harvest





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