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1
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i hung myself to the moon in a rope made of stars
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1.189 Hörer
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2
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My Body Is Filled with Scars, I Carved Them All in a Sorrowful Night
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268 Hörer
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3
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![Between the Dark Hallways of Life [Explicit]](https://lastfm-img.freetls.fastly.net/i/u/64s/6faa20122c09b63453f14060d3891cb8.jpg)
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I Cannot Stand the Feeling of Being Alive (Intro)
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202 Hörer
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4
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The Essence of Internal Decay
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169 Hörer
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5
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suicidal thoughts won't heal with words
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136 Hörer
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6
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It Wasnt a Dream, It Was a Nightmare and It Was Called... Life...
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133 Hörer
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7
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The Pills That Fill Me with a Dying Joy / Outro
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102 Hörer
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8
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a feeble and brittle little song (intro)
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98 Hörer
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9
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Constantly on state of grief (PTSD)
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98 Hörer
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10
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our life is drifting away... (emotionless chasm)
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92 Hörer
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11
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As the Snow Turns Red
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83 Hörer
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12
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Death is my Dearest
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76 Hörer
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13
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Behold my lacerated flesh
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75 Hörer
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14
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wounds of desolation
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62 Hörer
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15
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Lifeline sucks (Bonus II)
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61 Hörer
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16
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Invierno... Otra y otra vez... (Bonus I)
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46 Hörer
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17
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It Wasn't a Dream, It Was a Nightmare and It Was Called... Life...
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45 Hörer
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18
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Víspera De Mi Suicidio (Sangre Roja Como Nochebuena)
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29 Hörer
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19
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calidez
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27 Hörer
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20
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lacking
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17 Hörer
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21
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sleeping for weeks... months... years...
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13 Hörer
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22
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quedate conmigo
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11 Hörer
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23
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quedate conmigo (ft. A.W.)
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3 Hörer
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24
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Our Life Is Drifting Away... (Emotionless Chasm) Feat. Cold July
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2 Hörer
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25
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Invierno... Otra Y Otra Vez... [a False Mesmer] (Bonus I)
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2 Hörer
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26
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A feeble and brittle little song
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2 Hörer
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27
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the essence of internal decay (intro)
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1 Hörer
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28
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Constantly on state of Grief (PSTD)
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1 Hörer
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29
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i h*ng myself to the moon in a rope made of stars (Split)
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1 Hörer
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30
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our life is drifting away... (emotionless chasm) (con Cold July)
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1 Hörer
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