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CAST
ASIDE
Victim
of phoney beliefs
Marked like a stain on my sleeve
Desolate mind, hold no heart inside
It's in the air that I breathe
Should
fantasy be my bane
I'll carry my cross, show no pain
I
feel the cold where I stand
I heed their frowns and the pain inside
Lost
all my pride
I won't speak at all, I embrace the fall
I'm cast aside
Still dues to pay
I won't hear you call, I embrace the fall
I'm cast away
If
nothing else is my fate
I'll carry my cross, show no hate
Won't fall to fright or the world outside
Won't start again, clear the slate
Words and music : Krøll/Petersen
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