Living in the underground
I’m living in the underground…
Formulate from pain…
Born with anger…
Dying with guiltiness…
Guiltiness for people…
I’ve hurt them…
With things I’ve said…
And things I’ve done…
Don’t bother…
I’ve left you…
I’ve loved you…
Also I’ve missed you…
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| Auteur: DropkickMurphys | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 december 2003 | ||
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