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These are the pages of a life less satisfied, these are the pages of a life less satisfied
He hears the voices of the dead plagues him like a nightmare in bed, these are the pages of a life less satisfied, memories of her voice stir in his head
These are the pages of a life less satisfied, torn inside she s beaten and bruised
it s a long way till dawn
He hears the voices of the dead plagues him like a nightmare in bed, torn inside she s beaten and bruised Versailles, it s a long way till dawn
no heartbeat is she still warm and alive
was it him oh was it him
Stumbling down the hall, was it him oh was it him
was it him oh was it him
It s a long way till dawn, torn inside she s beaten and bruised
He hears the voices of the dead plagues him like a nightmare in bed, these are the pages of a life less satisfied Pages, come to hurt her again
Stumbling down the hall, its time to end this tonight Pages, stirring in the breeze
Come to hurt her again, it s been so long since she s cried Pages, come to hurt her again
It s a long way till dawn, these are the pages of a life less satisfied
It s a long way till dawn, these are the pages of a life less satisfied
scenes of the past the where he is led
Barely alive with irregular moods, scenes of the past the where he is led Versailles, peering outside at the trees
barely alive with irregular moods
No heartbeat is she still warm and alive, no heartbeat is she still warm and alive
Awakened in the night, memories of her voice stir in his head
Scenes of the past the where he is led, no heartbeat is she still warm and alive
Was it him oh was it him, no heartbeat is she still warm and alive, memories of her voice stir in his head
these are the pages of my life
These are the pages of a life less satisfied, its time to end this tonight Versailles, he hears the voices of the dead plagues him like a nightmare in bed
These are the pages of a life less satisfied, come to hurt her again Pages, awakened in the night
Breathing slowly, no heartbeat is she still warm and alive, peering outside at the trees
peering outside at the trees
Pages of my life, these are the pages of a life less satisfied
These are the pages of my life, pages of my life
No heartbeat is she still warm and alive, scenes of the past the where he is led
it s a long way till dawn
He hears the voices of the dead plagues him like a nightmare in bed, these are the pages of a life less satisfied, stumbling down the hall
He hears the voices of the dead plagues him like a nightmare in bed, pages of my life, breathing slowly
its time to end this tonight
These are the pages of a life less satisfied, barely alive with irregular moods, scenes of the past the where he is led
breathing slowly
he hears the voices of the dead plagues him like a nightmare in bed
Stumbling down the hall, it s been so long since she s cried
It s a long way till dawn, was it him oh was it him, was it him oh was it him
peering outside at the trees
these are the pages of a life less satisfied
Scenes of the past the where he is led, scenes of the past the where he is led, breathing slowly
stirring in the breeze
Come to hurt her again, scenes of the past the where he is led Pages, scenes of the past the where he is led
These are the pages of a life less satisfied, stumbling down the hall Pages, stumbling down the hall
it s a long way till dawn
No heartbeat is she still warm and alive, so much pain he can t bear the sight, barely alive with irregular moods
barely alive with irregular moods
these are the pages of a life less satisfied