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Lacuna Coil - Falling
I stand, look in my hands
I talk with these lines
It's not the answer
I'm crying and now I know
Looking the sky
I search an answer
So free, free to be
I'm not another liar
I just want to be myself... myself
And now the beat inside me
is a sort of a cold breeze and I've ...
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