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    "Held To Dust"genre: Progressive Rock
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    Credits: Alter Ego

    Lyrics
    Twelve pack on the table I miss you
    Three shots I see that you’re gone
    Looking at the loaded gun in my hand
    And now, I realize what I did wrong

    Your favorite flowers won’t save you now
    No big night on the town

    Slaved to the burners for hours
    For what now, no one around

    It’s too late to adore you
    Too late turn the page
    Riddled by the countless needles
    I see her face as she walks away

    But I held you to dust
    Maybe I loved you, much too much
    Ashamed of what I made
    There was a shadow then, but not today

    Freshman your eyes are wide open
    They thought you moved out of this town
    Thought I’d shelter you from my risky business
    But held your hand going down


    Do you regret the day you met me
    Dear God I wish you never let me
    You were the first for me too and I’m sorry
    That you were to be my painful tragedy

    It’s too late to adore you
    Too late turn the page
    Riddled by the countless needles
    I see her face as she walks away

    CHORUS

    Well I cry just a little
    You bleed when I pull the needles
    You don’t hear a word that I say
    Looking for guidance with no one around
    Unleash the silence, but who’d hear the sound
    Bags in your hand want to run away
    I never thought that I’d see the day

    CHORUS

    Hands hurt, my face to the floor now
    Staring at the pattern by the door
    I shed a tear in the memory
    Shed a tear for what will be no more

    The lightning strikes a new shame now
    Oh how I throw it all away
    Murder me if that how it should be
    I’ll thank you for the role that you played

    You can take my life
    For what it’s worth
    I promise that I’ll be good
    Next time that I’m with her

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