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Unwaking Hour

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This injustice of a burning heart, You play games with me.
Talking to all the pretty faces, My pain is my destiny.
Giving all my care always saying goodbye.
Every time you shut the door I want to die.

This is my unwaking hour
My moment that I dream of you
This dream of you has gone sour
This love will never be renewed (Renewed)

I cry these tears in the name of memory
A memory that never happened, An unwaking dream
In our life together I spent half in a living hell
Only knowing that you'll be with someone else.
For you were nothing but a game I loved to play
I couldn't help but fall in love anyway
And when I think of where you've been it makes me sick
Your body wasn't made for the worlds amusement.

This is my unwaking hour
My moment that I dream of you
This dream of you has gone sour
This love will never be renewed (Renewed)

So this is my hour, That I'll see the truth
That your smile is fake, and your heart is untrue

For you were nothing but a game I loved to play
and now I'm sitting back laughing right in your face
And when I think of where you've been it makes me sick
Your body wasn't made for the worlds amusement.

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