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on the first page of our story, the future seemed so bright
then this thing turned out so evil
i don't know why i'm still surprised
even angels have, their wicked schemes and u take that to new extremes
but you'll always be my hero even though you lost your mind
now there's gravel in our voices, glass is shattered from the fight
in this tug of war you'll always win
even when i'm right, cause you feed me fables from your hand
with violent words and empty threats
and it's sick that all these battles are what keeps me satisfied
so maybe i'm a masochist, i try to run but i don't wanna ever leave
till the walls are going up in smoke with all our memories ..
hatar att det fortfarande finns där. JAG HATAR DET!
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