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Letras: Ambition (Of Creation) (The). Heavy Are The Lungs. Now I'm Nothing.


Heart is black, Hands are cold
Mind is focused on one thing
That one thing is you
For my pain , You will die
Why did you leave me standing there?
Now i'm nothing, I thought you cared
You offer up misguidance with your bleeding hands
The misguided payh you left for me revealed your true character
To me you're nothing more...
To me will never be....
I used to hold on to you
Now I hold on to nothing
Never more will i rely on you
Never again...
Why did you have to leave me , standing there?
Now i'm nothing
And for that you will die