My soul is weak my eyes are blind the fire that drove me on is nothing more than dust and ash the day my friend was gone Now we got his name on a rock again this time it's the last party is over fire so put your hand in my hand and maybe we'll forget that life had even started before the day we met my rotten bones full of holes skin just holds 'em in might look like I'm damaged but the damage is deep within so put your hand in my hand and maybe we'll forget that life had even started before the day we met
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