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Last Drop of Red

Follow light to every wrong turn Let it slip and watch it burn You've bid the blood and spilled the pain Now break the trust and cut the vein Be nothing more and nothing less Kill the cold and cross the stress Feed the lies Lose the fire in those eyes Running crimson Now you know what you've done Let everyone down Lay dieing, soak the gown I last remember my tower of mistakes Drained of red tears and chased away by all the fakes

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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