Now I'm living life without you And I'm waiting to hear you grasp for air June lies hidden in those ruins of your eyes Have you seen me stumble in this demented world ? June you've lost your colour Could one stray under your wings Liberty, a word I read once in a book Frozen roses, as a gift to your content I figured I could risk this stupid absolution O' disillusioned, I'm face to face with silence Your quivering breath, too weak to survive What a shame, we never spoke a word Liberty, a word I read once in a book Frozen roses, as a gift to your content Icicle-rain pounding on my head Images demand to take a smile for granted Tomorrow is always the first day of the end of your life
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