Песня: Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche Hurtful words From my enemies of the last five years What's it like to die alone? How does it feel when your tears freeze When you cry The blood in your veins is twenty below Sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette Finger on the trigger to find you, my dear Juliet Out from the window see your backdrop silhouette There's blood on my hands and it's something I cannot forget So for now Take this down a notch Crash my car through your window Make sure you're still alive Just in time to kill you I can't take this anymore. I can not feel what you've done to me
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