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I’m standing on the platform,
I should’ve never let you go,
I miss your warmth,
I die as fast as you’ve seen me grow.

Silent, blind and slow,
I still see you go,
Here today, gone tomorrow,
You were my morning rain,
And I was your night snow.

Even with the sun gone,
You were my light through it all.
Let me say my last goodbye,
So I don’t have to be covered up in blankets,
And look like a sad snowball.
It’s forbidden to feel what I feel,
But only by love is life made real,
The world was never designed for me,
But somehow,
I’m still here.
My tears are falling down and burning the wooden floor,
In the single tiny bedroom of the house,
Where we lived and loved before,
I poured petrol everywhere,
Threw in a match and slammed the door,
I went outside,
So I could see the flames dancing in the air,
And especially to forget it all.
If my feelings could be portrayed  in a fire,
This whole world would burn within a while,
If that would happen I would be alone,
But I would still stand on the edge and smile,
Because I don’t want you to see me being fragile.
I tasted the dirt of shadows,
I saw the hellfire rise,
I smelled only one dog rose,
And that’s how I knew,
That you’re a liar.
Oh angel, they came to clip your wings again,
No one knows you like I do,
No one deserves what you've been through,
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Oh angel, they came to take your heart away,
But I know your soul will stay,
You are a fighter so they say,
-
Cause you deserve more than this,
More than this,
Cause you deserve more than this,
More than this,
Sometimes I see you standing on the edge,
But I know oh angel, you'll fly instead,
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Oh angel they came to steal your heart again,
But they don't see the pain,
Your pure and perfect way,
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Oh angel, they came to steal your jewellery,
But they can't take what's gold,
I'll never let them take a hold,
Of you,
-
Cause you deserve more than this,
More than this,
Cause you deserve more than this,
More than this,
Sometimes I see you standing on the edge,
But I know oh angel, you'll fly,
Instead of falling from the edge,
Oh come dear angel, you always rise.
Even though I hate whiskey,
I love how it tastes on your lips,
Every time you saw me,
Your hazel eyes kinda went misty,
And so I’m asking,
Babe,
Do you even miss me?
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