Dead Air

from Wolf Island by Habits

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The feeling of Dead Air passes through my lips
As a reminder of these old mistakes
Were just passing phase
This converstaion is dead
This passing phase
This craving for more
In the end all in vain
Im sorry for my actions
spoke to clear this time old friend
This converstaion is dead
And our wasted lives
Of all these gifts
Gone in a blink of an eye
Through blurred visions
Our bodies collide
We've played this game to many times
This converstaion is dead
Was the last words she said
Useless these old mistakes
Always remain the same
Those days are dead...
Those words are dead...
She said
Those days are dead
Those words are dead
And gone
Was her last words she said to me
This converstaion is dead
These old mistakes
Just a passing phase
And I'm sorry for my choice in words
We played this game
A thousand times before
And I'm sorry for my choice in words...

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from Wolf Island, released June 10, 2013

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