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the end

I'm truly lost there is no redemption for me
I will hang by the gallows
the town conscience demands it
a whore without morality is useless

tear away my facade and see me
your love wasn't enough to keep me faithful
when want and need became too great
I fell for temptation

I hope I swing for awhile
a snapped neck is too good for me
and I know you'll watch

your eyes will meet mine as I breathe my last
in my stare, you will find my love for you intact

you watch on with the knowledge this moment is ours
no wrangler can steal this
maybe in love

Written by smackdownraven
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