hhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
16 days gone,
What a waste, what a waste...
Bled as bled can be,
Now I know, now I know...
Time to kill the past
Before it buries me,
The image of your face
Seared beneath my eyes,
So even when I'm weary
I'll find no rest,
This is a haunting...
What a waste, what a waste...
Bled as bled can be,
Now I know, now I know...
Time to kill the past
Before it buries me,
The image of your face
Seared beneath my eyes,
So even when I'm weary
I'll find no rest,
This is a haunting...
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