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Şarkı Sözleri The line of broken streetlights lit a faint shadow. And smoke hung in the air like a welcome note to an old friend. Tonight it seemed that even the blackest of hearts could grow, and that morning was a distant memory. So let's free this poisoned land, burn it down like a house of cards. Before the last thread disappears, the last memory erased.