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Stand
beside the cliff and loose my mind Will
I jump or will I run The
setting sun is growing red in my eyes I
want it over, I want it done I
will leave you alone in this place I
was there once, and found my hate for you Now
hit the wall now. Broken hands are mine I
feel like fire running from the light She
found it easier to give me lies I
didn’t feel my heart begin to die
I
was there once, and fount my hate for you |