"Death of a Kind" genre: Rock
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	Starts of hard, ends hard. It gives you a little breathing room in the middle.
	CD: Collins Dream Demo Credits: Benjamin Gates
	Story Behind the Song I actually wrote the words to this in the course of five minutes to 'show' someone that I really had tallent. They like the words. It stayed as just a poem for a while, then the band was jamming in the garage and we hit upon some nice music, and I knew that I had already written the perfect lyrics. You judge. Lyrics I can remember the glass I heard the pane as it shattered down In past tense confused screams It cut my feet in a randomness The tattered gown, strewn accross the leaves It was a wintery feeling, autumn day Naked and prostrate, she lay for all to see Morbid glances sparking, dark intrests in me Hand in hand we, played as children Now the bright blue is as, dark as night A candle's reflection of, former glory Apologies hold me to reality With blood in my mouth I, cried Desires trashed and, mingled with dust My soul bleeds, against the pain A slow rebelion in a, tired dance Hand in hand we, played as children Now the bright blue is as, dark as night A candle's reflection of, former glory Apologies hold me to reality Hand in hand we, played as children Now the bright blue is as, dark as night A candle's reflection of, former glory Apologies hold me to reality

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