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After the end of my days

Too long I’ve lived like this – too long I’ve been this way
But I just can’t let go of the things that I love
Have you heard me crying? – Ever wondered why?
Have you heard me lying saying I ‘am fine?

After the end of my days will I see your face?
Will I ever let go of the life that I love so?

Have you seen me dying ever wondered why?
Have you seen me trying – trying to survive?
Too long I’ve lived like this – too long I’ve been this way
Can you help me please – can you help me get away?

After the end of my days will I see your face?
Will I ever let go of the life that I love so?
After the end of my days will I see your face?
Will I ever let go of the life that I love so?





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Publicerad 2010-01-22 22:31



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