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    Black Sunday

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    Добавлена 2 марта 2007 пользователем AND1

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    I can't breath at all
    It hurts to think
    that a sound could heal my wounds
    feeling I've been betrayed
    Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts
    I can't sleep at all
    Now you're gone away
    I can't fake this anymore
    Guess I could blame it all
    on God's game
    or explain what my life's for
    [Chorus]
    Caught in a winters rain
    I can't remember a word you said
    Take away my fear please hold on to me
    I'm falling
    Falling
    I will trade it all
    for another day
    just to feel you and your warmth
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