happy days - hurt, destroyed and torn... there's nothing left lyrics
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withered weed in a base
old wooden table
remembers
the days of fame
cold is the way
paying with pain
like thousands
of useless coins
that rings in my pocket
morning rises
and i dream to have ability
to keep my eyes closed
just when sun stops
hating all my dark dreams
withered weeds in a base
i remember those days
when the smell of fresh flowers
was you hair
those moments
all to give back
with tears and destruction
of a flesh
i smell the evening
feeling cutting through me
as the red light on
the horizon…
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