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I hate to break this to you

The way this train is rolling is clearly out of your reach

We can’t afford to drag our feet

Now we’re reborn

Upon our sides is yet another thorn



Just when you thought I’d let my guard down

I stop you right in your tracks

Too many times I’ve made a rod for my own back



But now I’m still here walking down these streets with my fucking head held high

No feeling of defeat, just an overwhelming rush of relief

To know you’re gone and know you’re never coming back



So sick of your empty threats and shooting the shit

So do your fucking worst bitch



Let it be, the past is dead we’re history

Let it be, I’m stronger now you will see

Let it be, you’ll move on eventually

Let it be, the past is dead we’re history

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from Born into Rags to Die No Richer, released October 31, 2012

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Dead Harts Sheffield, UK

Dead Harts were founded in late 2009 and hail from Sheffield in the North of England. Influenced by the likes of The Chariot, Norma Jean and Gwen Stacy; Harts deliver songs with an unrivaled raw passion and live energy.

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