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When the light inside is set, the vocal movements are now at rest. I’m leaving the room with nothing gain, but leaving here without no pain. I can bring you to my heart.
Your my journey in this life
Your mad ( Your Mad!)
Your mad ( Your Mad!)
Your my journey in this life, you giving me this afterlife, its nowhere near the shame I feel in this life.
When the voices inside my head, are the ghosts of the undead, you use your grace shred them all away. I’m looking forward to seeing you again, But waiting my time to attain. I can bring you to my heart.
Your my journey in this life
Your mad ( Your Mad!)
Your mad ( Your Mad!)
Your my journey in this life, you giving me this afterlife, its nowhere near the shame I feel in this life.
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