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Prisoner of the History

I\'m a prisoner of my own history and it prevents me from having you.
Sometimes you gimmie a wink of you and me as one.
But in the end we both know that day will never come.
People would spit in our faces, people would try to tear us apart.
I\'m a prisoner of my own history and it\'s breaking my heart.




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Publicerad 2007-09-14 00:13



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