Hate and death
To die you live just more then pain
Not how I want to fall apart
Black has become the colour of rain
And even from my heart
Because of you I hate myself
I hate myself from living
Soon I'll be just a memory on your shelf
Cause you can take the live you've given
Not how I want to fall apart
Black has become the colour of rain
And even from my heart
Because of you I hate myself
I hate myself from living
Soon I'll be just a memory on your shelf
Cause you can take the live you've given
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| Auteur: Nick** | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 april 2007 | ||
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