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I lay there beneath the window
Colour draining from my face
These wounds have cut so deep
My feelings are so misplaced

That love that I once felt
Is so nearly almost gone
The repetitions of the clock
Signal my time is done

CHORUS

Our love was meant to be sacred
I never wanted this for you
It just didn’t work out the way I planned
It’s now time to pay your due



not totally finished yet obviously
crit would be nice thanks