I hear it again, when the fear sticks out.
Well, I'm
The destruction of your lives,
see me, to get away from
Dear angel of mine, yeah,
Where do I start to express
To all the rest who have a mother and father,
Who
Here you lay in darkness, all by yourself.
Retreating from
Mother says the rain is over now, and she’s forgotten
Hey Kids,
Stand up, get up, bring out you guns
I never said that you were wrong
But you’re not right
You took the roses, dead and gone, I gave.
You
(the very same song as "Suicidal" on the Mariposa Ave.
In this dark world, no one really cares what happens
Well, it's your life.
Yea, you may have your reasons, and
You wanna know, what's driven me down, to the bottom
Love me, guide me, teach me your way.
To feel the
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