.I am willing to suffer, to bleed, to die for things I care about,
But it?s like kissing the lips of my dead love, like touching her dead, cold, white skin.
I choose to look back, to see myself, I never wanted to hurt you again,
I choose to look back, to see myself, I never wanted to loos.
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