Stone Cold Heart
	Stone cold heart forged in the fires of hell You only value what you can sell. There's nothing left to rise above We've starved to death trying to live on love So we Shake on the inside, pretending we're aware, While we Break for the outside, the grass seems greener there. And we Search for the upside, kid ourselves that we still care. While we Dwell on the downside, empty thoughts behind a vacant stare.

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