Tác giả : Toad The Wet Sprocket
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it this place that makes me fall from you 
Forget the words that once rang so true 
Did we expect that life was ever fair, my god... 
I sowed a field of rose and reaped a whipping rod 
And everything i've held too tight inside 
Could make a part of me die 
And if my lips could only speak the name 
The dam would break 
 
What is this ice that gathers round my heart 
To stop the flood of warmth before it even starts 
It would make me blind to what i thought would always be 
The only constant in the world for me 
And every hours of every day 
I need to fight from pulling away 
And if my mind could only loose the chain 
The dam would break 
 
For all the things i hid away 
And all the words i could not say 
The dam would break