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I should have seen it coming when the withering roses died
should have wondered how the morning changed the color of your eyes
I should have heard the wind composing a lie
what you really meant was goodbye

along with a morning you succeeded to vanish from my life
without a reason abandoned your place on my side
with a single blow tore apart the consept of home
sadly some wounds are too deep or close to the bone

the sorrow in my soul was like a trembling paw
it shivered in the wind like a dying leaf and knew it all
how ignorance can lead to reflect endless pain
and all you've got is yourself to blame

In my sleepless solitude I tried to stay by the phone
cause your voice always helped me not to feel so alone
I felt like an idiot trying to keep you out of my mind
honestly why bother for a peace of shit of your kind

finally your vision of life became artificial and fake
it took ages but you came to realise you had made a mistake
but some mistakes are too big and painfull to be undone
they are like a fortress forgetting how to be strong

Have you ever thought what it's like to fall
now it'll be your turn to forget how to stand tall
my love for you has turned into wengeance and hate
they are out there on the field, you've just opened the gate

you ask if I still love you and I look at you without words to say
shivering in the rain of agony you look back wiping tears away
I put on a smile and see you dying a little more inside
the cyrcle has finally closed and you lost your pride

I tell you I will smile again when there's no friend to call your name
but against my better judgement I notice i'm almost suffering the same
out of desire for revenge I introduse you to the luxory of grief
now you are the dark lonely tree missing the only green leaf

you know it seems one certain thing has been true all along
you don't really know what you got till it's gone
in the end no-one really learned from your mistake
it's just a leaking rowing boat on a never-ending lake

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