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That Night
I want to turn off my brain
Or erase my memory
Of that awful day
I think about it every night
It kills me inside
I can't get it out of my brain
Then the tears come
And they won't stop
I'm on a neverending spiral
It's hard to stay sane
When all I can picture is you
With that gun
Or erase my memory
Of that awful day
I think about it every night
It kills me inside
I can't get it out of my brain
Then the tears come
And they won't stop
I'm on a neverending spiral
It's hard to stay sane
When all I can picture is you
With that gun
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