| B&Massa | |
| "A Darkened Room" | |
| In a darkened room with muffled sounds escape into your head while there's hope there's life In life there's struggle in struggle there is reason. In a chilly room with curtains drawn curled beneath the covers no-one can touch you no-one can reach you in hiding there is freedom. And walking through the cold cold night blinded by the stars so bright I rise above the wind and cold yet wishing i would not grow old. In a darkened wood with spooky trees escape into your dread while you face the choices uged by inner voices in dying there's no meaning. while you face the choices uged by inner voices in dying there's no meaning. in dying there's no meaning. |
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