You said what you had to say
No reason left for me to stay
I want to end my pain
In vain
Whisper me your thoughts
I'll tell no one
Give unto me
Your troubles
I'll tell no one
Sorrow swimming past and over me
How much longer left for me to see
Pull the trigger to make be believe
All the things...
Things decieved.
Give unto me
Your troubles
I'll be here for you
You never had to leave
Never had to leave
Give unto me
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