Hate has taken over
Love has gone under
Dark falls
Night calls
Start to kill
Run up a hill
Blood poors out
You begin to shout
Run away
The last day
Go home
Pick up the phone
Your there
Life's not fair
Start to cry
Don't know why
Hold me tight
Say it's alright
Talking
Walking
Listening
Waiting
Begin to kiss
Some what like this
Bloody hands
Sweaty palms
Love has taken over
Hate has gone under

 
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