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The place I used to live, made me feel like a tourist
I couldn't coexist with the cold and suspicious
When the last remaining lights was starting to filter
It seemed the perfect time to step into the
future
I left it all behind, in the dead of last winter
I left it all behind, but the questions still linger
So long forgotten friends, no you don't know the
difference
between love and submission, and I'm not that obedient
Annons
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MySQLfail
Thu 10 Apr 2008 09:29
Your heart is a grave to be perfectly honest
Your mouth's a smoking gun
You smile while you're twisting that knife in my stomach
Til everything is gone
Your mouth's a smoking gun
You smile while you're twisting that knife in my stomach
Til everything is gone
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