January
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Today is the day, this day I call mine
The state of darkness, I always call fine
Supressed emotions spreading the truth
My suicide confession allover this time
Now come to an end, now I can cee clear
There to much fear, that can not bear
All in all I’m so very misplaced here
Always there’s no love I can share
Suicide confession
A waiting gates of heaven or hell
Suicide confession
A drowning hunger, to loud to yell
Suicide confession
A waiting gates of heaven or hell
Suicide confession
I can remember how often I fell
Always on the run
Seaking the caress
Never been the one
Who was touch by love’s bless
A substitute for hunger
A hard narotic greed
Be beyond remedy of the passions I need
Damn the emotions, which never were mine
Loosing mother and father, drop my lifeline
No sense in dealing how being alone
Dreaming of the place somebody called home
The state of darkness, I always call fine
Supressed emotions spreading the truth
My suicide confession allover this time
Now come to an end, now I can cee clear
There to much fear, that can not bear
All in all I’m so very misplaced here
Always there’s no love I can share
Suicide confession
A waiting gates of heaven or hell
Suicide confession
A drowning hunger, to loud to yell
Suicide confession
A waiting gates of heaven or hell
Suicide confession
I can remember how often I fell
Always on the run
Seaking the caress
Never been the one
Who was touch by love’s bless
A substitute for hunger
A hard narotic greed
Be beyond remedy of the passions I need
Damn the emotions, which never were mine
Loosing mother and father, drop my lifeline
No sense in dealing how being alone
Dreaming of the place somebody called home
Annons
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