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Fate?

Say, won't you come with me?
My mind is empty, quiet like the sea
I'm listening babe
There's records to be made

I faked to heed your warning
And now I dread the morning
Every night, I lay awake
Staring at the ceiling, the tears of fate
Sliding away from me
Come back..

I want to die
I want to fly
Don't chain me down
Hand me the death crown
Let me recieve my fate, darling.

Sittin' a-round, waitin for the town to, sleep.
Sittin' a-round, waitin for the hound to, sleep.
"Roaw roaw roaw!" roars the mutt
I'll scream back smut
Now please, let me lay here and sleep
These last few moments, I want to keep
Written by razorsandblades (Phycho)
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