Death Of It

Art Of Anarchy

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Don't devide us this us
You make me feel like lonely clown
The last one
Time waits for no one I know
I'm in the low and no one else would try in the cold
Don't, don't, I'm waiting'

Feels like its lettin' me
I'm standin' alone
I'm berry, I'm faded, been left the cold

Why surrender this way
I feel so away just like an open book that no one wants to read
Time waits for no one I know
And leavin' here upon the high way
Ain't no place like home
Don't, don't wait

Love me now
They do it and left us alone
Time waits for no one I know
No one I know