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I Burn Away
Can you see, that I'm in pain? Your love to me, keeps me sane. But why so tense, is something wrong? Thats the silence, the same old sorrow song. Radiate the misery, recognize one silent call. Just let me be, for I'm no one at all. If I take my life, will they bow before you? With the cut of a knife, I could be through. Listen when I say, when I say this is real. We both know one day, our hearts will perfectly heal. I burn away, the pain you feel... Whats the twist, killing all our hope? The bloodied wrist, or the killing rope? Hang me high, so I can embrace death. I say goodbye, with my last breath. The scorching fire, burns mentally. Soul to the highest buyer, I have no say can't you see? I burn away, I turn my back. Yet today, misery is on attack. I see the path, I must follow. Envoking lifes wrath, still I feel hollow. There's no chance, for me. In this final dance, I move solemnly. I burn away, yet we will kiss again one day.
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