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| I'm gonna run throught the roads of thoughts
Whatever will come i'll run it throught
I'm gonna realize that love will kill you
Even throught the dark i'm gonna reach you
I'm full of pain i'm getting older
And that's the thing that i most fear
I'm turning around
I'm screaming out loud
But worst to know you don't care
I'm gonna run throught the roads of thoughts
Whatever will come i'll run it throught
I'm gonna realize that love will kill you
Even throught the dark i'm gonna reach you
I'm full of pain, i'm getting older
Oh baby pull the trigger cause i'm thinking of you
I'm full of pain, i'm getting older
Oh baby pull the trigger cause i'm thinking of you
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