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Cruel Hand One Cold Face

vices A means to ignore the whole world I see their faces everyday One thousand words in one cold face One cold face One Cold Face

cruel world Where I belong I'll just sit and wait And sing my song And if one day you should see me In the crowd Lend a hand and lift me To your place

mother's face Sorry Charlie, for all your pain and your misery But your mother loved you More than any other mother could do Sorry Charlie, sorry One cold

hand When your road seems like any other Cold and dry, wonder why You've just gotta believe one way or another It's just gotta be worth one more try

we hold sand? slow hands break up the family we all fall down one chance to fail, sleepwalking take off your face you'll learn to trust my dry hands

DESTINY! FROM HELL! WITHOUT A FACE! Deep wounds cut in delusion. Warm blood over cold hands. "My Heart is colder still!" Disappointment and disillusion. Mutilation as the one

Y: Oh my love, won't you please show yourself to me M: Soon I'll take you in my kingdom you're the queen. It's dark and peaceful but my face you'll never

cruel world Where I belong Ill just sit and wait And sing my song And if one day you should see me in the crowd Lend a hand and lift me To your place

cruel world Where I belong Ill just sit and wait And sing my song And if one day you should see me in the crowd Lend a hand and lift me To your place