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Zao - I Walk On By, Walk On Me

Your tongue pierced my fragile heart Careless words are daggers thrown unaware Unapproachable unwilling silence from a sounding voice You entwine Praise with curses Your words burn like hell itself Silence from a sounding voice All this by the tongue created Your words become hell itself I lay bleeding in the flames The tongue creates it Tongue...

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