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As the nights grow cold
As the days go slow
People are fighting the wars of life
People screaming and crying for help but on one hears
People watching sadden souls float to the skies
As they bleed a pool of blood
People trying to hide , trying to run from the knife that cuts their lives
People reliving the real nightmares
Reliving memories, Reliving the thoughts
Are we already dead , are we already in hell
Look around and find out for yourselves
Look at the world now
Look at what it as become
As the days go slow
People are fighting the wars of life
People screaming and crying for help but on one hears
People watching sadden souls float to the skies
As they bleed a pool of blood
People trying to hide , trying to run from the knife that cuts their lives
People reliving the real nightmares
Reliving memories, Reliving the thoughts
Are we already dead , are we already in hell
Look around and find out for yourselves
Look at the world now
Look at what it as become
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