Stuck In A Snow Storm.
You dissappeared with my heart
Ever since you tore me apart
I'm a slave to bittersweet pain
While you're living high-life again
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I was never with you in happiness
I'm not deprived of joy, or maybe just
You said it's okay and that we'll be alright
So is it right to see only the darkest nights?
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You looked through me as I faced my fears
Why did you never see me standing here?
The summer sun you obediently followed
I was beside you, all I felt was December's snow
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