GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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Fading light, broken hearts, I left them all behind. Turned to stone, I chose to roam the wild world.


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“Scars on her face, filth in her hair, polution in her eyes, we kill the creature she creates then we wonder why she cries.”
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