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Текст: Derailers. Dull Edge Of The Blade.

It was a time, we had everything, it seems
I'm missing you and wishin', I hadn't treated you so mean

I'm tossing and I'm turning in the bed that I made
And loneliness is cutting me with a dull edge of the blade
With the dull edge of the blade

I'm still breathing, I still walk and eat some, too
Honey I'm not bleeding but my heart is black and blue
Minutes pass by like hours and last night, eternity
I'm hoping that someday, you'll find your way back to me