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Jan 22, 2005 22:38

When we pay for it in our blood, we know it's supposed to happen the way it did.
The method of life is one of lust, we know it's a pointless thing to hold on to.
Cry for hours because I left you here, but I know it's because I love you
I'll break your heart and tell you it's because you deserve better.
But you feel like sadness and it's tearing me A P A R T .
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