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Vienišas
We sit quietly in the dark,
Neither one of us wants to talk
'Atsiprašome brangūs' She says,
'Aš turi būti išjungiami' I frown but she smiles
We've loved each other many a year,
But I suppose that doesn't matter
She walks away,
I sit and stare
I know she still loves me,
But she has another
Why must she leave me hanging?
She knows I won't ever leave her alone
I walk to her house,
Where they both lay sleeping
I grab the razor slowly out of my pocket,
And reach for his neck
He awakes as I carve the letters in his neck and screams,
But it's no use
I've had my fun,
She'll always know how much I miss and love her
Looking at those eight letters carved
In such pretty letters
Vienišas
Lonely
Neither one of us wants to talk
'Atsiprašome brangūs' She says,
'Aš turi būti išjungiami' I frown but she smiles
We've loved each other many a year,
But I suppose that doesn't matter
She walks away,
I sit and stare
I know she still loves me,
But she has another
Why must she leave me hanging?
She knows I won't ever leave her alone
I walk to her house,
Where they both lay sleeping
I grab the razor slowly out of my pocket,
And reach for his neck
He awakes as I carve the letters in his neck and screams,
But it's no use
I've had my fun,
She'll always know how much I miss and love her
Looking at those eight letters carved
In such pretty letters
Vienišas
Lonely
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