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We chase this Paradise We chase misprinted lies I wait till the tears fall And yet I fight And yet I cry When I hear that call This house is not a home I'm torn apart and all alone Sometimes I repeat it in my head Other times I wonder I wonder if I should be dead.
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Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 11:55 PM UTC
Forbidden sanctuary
We chase this Paradise We chase misprinted lies I wait till the tears fall And yet I fight And yet I cry When I hear that call This house is not a home I'm torn apart and all alone Sometimes I repeat it in my head Other times I wonder I wonder if I should be dead.
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Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 11:55 PM UTC
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