Avenged Sevenfold - Victim(Lyrics in Description) - Video
PUBLISHED:  Sep 24, 2010
DESCRIPTION:
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Lyrics:

House full of roses, a letter on the stairs
A tape full of messages for anyone who cares
Collage of broken words, and stories full of tears
Remembering your life cause we wish you were here

Nothing is harder than to wake up all alone
Realize its not okay, its the end of all you've known
Time keeps passing by but it seems I'm frozen still
Scars are left behind but some too deep to feel

And some say this can't be real
And I've lost my power to feel tonight
We're all just victims of a crime

When all's gone and can't be regained
We can't seem to shelter the pain inside
We're all just victims of a crime

Some days you'll find me in a place I like to go
Ask questions to myself bout the things I'll never know
Whats left here to find cause I need a little more
I need a little time, can we even up the score?

And some say this can't be real
And I've lost my power to feel tonight
We're all just victims of a crime

When all's gone and can't be regained
We can't seem to shelter the pain inside
We're all just victims of a crime

Well nothing lasts foREVer for all good things its true
I'd rather trade it all while somehow saving you
It must have been the season that threw us out of line
Once I stood so tall, now I'm searching for a sign

So don't need your salvation with promises unkind
And all the speculations, save it for another time
Cause we all need a reason, a reason just to stay
And some just cant be bothered to stick around another day

And some say this can't be real
And I've lost my power to feel tonight
We've all been victims of a crime

When all is gone and can't be regained
We can't seem to shelter the pain inside
We've all been victims of a crime

Victims of a crime
Living with this crime

I'm missing you
I'm missing you
I'm missing you
I'm missing you
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