loves double edged it cuts like a knife, are we born into death ? or do we die into life , loves all we got
to keep up our hope or we slide down that slippery slope ,its dark its cold its alone no one to call that will answer their phone so we stop trying
no one to hear our sadness and crying ,even when they say they love you theyre lying ,so we give up stop trying ,one day were gone never to be missed still dreaming of that one we first kissed
our struggle our strife
are we born into death or do we die into life
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