You say you hear me.
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Do you understand what I have to say about being pure of heart to you?
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You say you read me.
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Do you understand my past, my fears, my passion, my desires and my pain?
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Do you?
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A million times I've tried, to escape and run away and leave this life of misery.
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The dreams in which I die.
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I walk across this burning bridge that falls down, before your eyes, but you just stare.
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In these days of being broken-hearted.
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In these days which have really darkened.
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I cry for help, but no one hears me scream.
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You told me to believe.
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It's so strange to see those words don't fit in our reality.
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Now here I lie alone.
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I don't ever want to be deceived like this.
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Death, a very tempting bliss.
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In these days of being broken-hearted.
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In these days which have really darkened.
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In these days in which the pain is rising.
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In these days that I try surviving.
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I cry for help, but no one hears me scream.
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You
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Don't
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Know what it's like to.
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Want to rise from this fall I've taken for you.
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In these days of being broken-hearted.
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In these days which have really darkened.
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In these days in which the pain is rising.
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In these days that I try surviving.
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I cry for help, but no one hears me scream.
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In These Days
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Janez Detd |