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My first song, be nice.


She wept
Frozen tears she cried
For no heart beats within her
Too many times she's lied

When she slept
Dreams of the past were haunting
Unable to run away
Her obsticals were daunting

Twisting and turning the truth
But only to hide the past
All false identities becoming one
How long did she think she would last
With this life (With this life)

Those bloodstains on your hands never come off
You're branded a killer for life
Looking into those cold, dead eyes
You wonder (wonder)
What will become of you

Cause heaven aint wating with open arms
The rage inside you grew and grew
You don't recognize yourself anymore
This life, if only you knew

A hundred days youve counted
Since the deed was done
A hundred days of painful memories
All lead to one

They will find you
No matter where you hide
Your fingerprints cover the crimescene like paint on a canvas
You left your perfect portrait for them to find

Twisting and turning the truth
But only to hide the past
All false identities becoming one
How long did she think she would last
With this life (With this life)

Those bloodstains on your hands never come off
You're branded a killer for life
Looking into those cold, dead eyes
You wonder (wonder)
What will become of you

Keep running, you scared little girl
Run from the law, Run from your past
Run from the man you hated so much
This cherade you keep up will never last
You're only escaping yourself