you just like a bullet in my fillet
the wound keep bleeding but I’m not croak
until the day I ran out of my blood,will I?
I hope I do,but you wont let me
Don’t you know the twinge for keep on goin’
What is that you want? the though that you’re there
N’ the reminiscence of me that kept fading away as times goes by
makes me mellow
While I’m here, whether I die, whether I live
This wound may not be too sore anymore, but remains
N’ sometimes I’ll cut it wide open no matter how much agony
cause of you
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