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- cifra   
 
   The weight, I'm gone 
 In my skin, I'm lost 
 Tangled in the bones of this love 
 Melding to the flow of your blood 
    Grace bestowed 
 But I was shaped with snow 
 Seasons don't change 
 Ignorance remains   
 I need this alone 
 I need this alone   
 The burdens on this chest 
 The vessel of these words 
 Sinking under tension 
 Drew afterthoughts and hurt   
 The burdens on this chest 
 The vessel of these words 
 Sinking under tension 
 Drew afterthoughts and hurt   
 I need this alone 
 I need this alone 
 I need this alone 
 I need this alone   
 I need this alone 
 The burdens on this chest 
 The vessel of these words 
 Sinking under tension 
 Drew afterthoughts and hurt   
 The burdens on this chest 
 The vessel of these words 
 Sinking under tension 
 Drew afterthoughts and hurt