tierd of being dead
Befor ill see the light And theres no one els i reather Spend the night Even when i see you for the little while She promise she will allways be mine Befor ill start to walk ahead By the driven voice i never heard Your the life i use to had No denying and felling bad Always in my head Always comes to late Tierd of being dead
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