letra de keen - unfold
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all those friends are just shadows
which go over my mind and torture me
just like a sleepy nostalgia
the razor’s edge is more and more sharp
i feel my flesh yielding
my memories are gushing forth
my recollections are sleeping away
i try to catch them in vain
my forces are pointing fingers at me
in my blood is reflected a satyr
thirsty of my memory
my eyes are flowing with the shame that inhabits me
i am drowning myself in these lost times
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