Numb...

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The ashes of my heart burned in the fire of your last goodbye
I end up playing with the last pieces of my love
Was it that glorious or is it just a delusion
That makes me wanna cry
Burying the last bloody piece of my aching heart
I never thought I could fall in love
With the idea of being numb...

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