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By Blindside, Wasted disposable dying scum
Two months tops before silence replaces your
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By Blindside, Black Rose, where are you now?
White skin
As cold as the
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By Blindside, Let me wake up in your arms
You say its not
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By Blindside, So you think that I could ride
This wave all the
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By Blindside, I'm like a desert flower in the sun
Come on over
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By Blindside, Slipped away out of my hands like a soap once
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By Blindside, With big guns and big ambitions
Never ending arguments
When
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By Blindside, For God so loved the world that Hegave His only
