Here I Die
Ever since she left
When she left a dent in me
Was so fast,
I believed I would be good
When she left a dent in me
Was so fast,
I believed I would be good
I'm all scabbed
I'm all dead
Rotting from the inside
Burning from my head
I'm all dead
Rotting from the inside
Burning from my head
God doesn't know where she is
I think god forgot her
Sparsed among the angels
Lost among the dead
I think god forgot her
Sparsed among the angels
Lost among the dead
Here I die
Here I lost
She ain't mine
She is all gone
Here I lost
She ain't mine
She is all gone
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