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Night Kills

from Walk the Plank by Locked In

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I guess it was your voice, kid now it's time to get back home, I'll never be looking back but I will never give up the memories. Night kills, kid night kills.
This cold has always kept me awake about the end about my life, it's too many years I can't enjoy the peace of mind. I forgot how beautiful was to get lost when youth hits a new path.
My brain can't avoid to sink in memories more times that I could fake, more then I can fake.
No need to ride this darkest wave. Seems like I told you to take care of yourself.
I hold your hand no more…
I guess it was your voice, kid now it's time to get back home. Night kills, kid night kills.
Seems like I've got no word, no eyes to keep you off those threats. Night kills, kid night kills.
I have never looked back but I have never given up the memories, time to get back home!
Frustration is to give advice, expose yourself and you're gonna lose the message.
Night kills, kid night kills.

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from Walk the Plank, released August 30, 2008
Vocal guest by Marta Iacoponi.

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Locked In Perugia, Italy

Locked In is a band born in the late 2007 that plays a powerful and passionate hardcore from Italy.

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