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How ironic could it be I hug death like a life line Craving it so much but it makes my heart run like on a half pipe I feel it's arms around me every time I have a bad time No one else's that close to me when I have a sad night Her arms are open wide when I chose to not fight Maybe my ending is a begin of a new light
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How ironic could it be I hug death like a life line Craving it so much but it makes my heart run like on a half pipe I feel it's arms around me every time I have a bad time No one else's that close to me when I have a sad night Her arms are open wide when I chose to not fight Maybe my ending is a begin of a new light
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