One Minute Winter - Seven

Can you see the ghosts of the past that are ready to rip your flesh
Cry and run past the hills all you want but all that's there is your death

When you seek prosperity
Only thing you'll see is adversity

Wake up with a gun to the head
At least you'll speak to the dead

It ain't over, over, you see
Got seven strings in me

It ain't over, over, you see
Got seven strings in me

Can you hear the sirens of truth that will never stop haunting you
No one's ever in it for you, just for themselves and who

When you seek prosperity
Only thing you'll see is adversity

Wake up with a gun to the head
At least you'll speak to the dead

It ain't over, over, you see
Got seven strings in me

It ain't over, over, you see
Got seven strings in me

Can you hear the echoes of war that will never stop killing you
No one's ever in it for you, just for themselves and who

When you seek prosperity
Only thing you'll see is adversity

Wake up with a gun to the head
At least you'll speak to the dead

It ain't over, over, you see
Got seven strings in me

It ain't over, over, you see
Got seven strings in me

Written by:
Wyntie Joonho Ahn

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One Minute Winter

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