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He has the right to put his hands on your body
He has the right to breathe your scent
He even has the right to the glances that strengthen him
Put the warmth of your voice in my heart
That hurts, believe me, like a blade stuck deeply into my soul
Look inside yourself, not even a shadow of a tear
And I still bleed, I smile at death
All this red on my body
I wound you, in a last effort
He likes to caress your face when you go to sleep
And you allow yourself to ask for more
I know what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger
But I, but I, I am already dead
That hurts, believe me, like a blade stuck deeply into my soul
Look inside yourself, not even a shadow of a tear
And I still bleed, I smile at death
All this red on my body
I wound you, in a last effort
But I still bleed. I smile at death
But I still bleed,
All this red on my body <3
He has the right to put his hands on your body
He has the right to breathe your scent
He even has the right to the glances that strengthen him
Put the warmth of your voice in my heart
That hurts, believe me, like a blade stuck deeply into my soul
Look inside yourself, not even a shadow of a tear
And I still bleed, I smile at death
All this red on my body
I wound you, in a last effort
He likes to caress your face when you go to sleep
And you allow yourself to ask for more
I know what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger
But I, but I, I am already dead
That hurts, believe me, like a blade stuck deeply into my soul
Look inside yourself, not even a shadow of a tear
And I still bleed, I smile at death
All this red on my body
I wound you, in a last effort
But I still bleed. I smile at death
But I still bleed,
All this red on my body <3
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