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cut the strings and watch me fall remember i'm just your puppet after all if life's a game whys it hit so hard like a bullet to the brain and two in the heart one day ill fly one day ill be free but until that day ill dream of how ill die if my wings don't work when i get to your gates then i guess that a fiery eternity is all that awaits
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 1:03 AM UTC
cut me down
cut the strings and watch me fall remember i'm just your puppet after all if life's a game whys it hit so hard like a bullet to the brain and two in the heart one day ill fly one day ill be free but until that day ill dream of how ill die if my wings don't work when i get to your gates then i guess that a fiery eternity is all that awaits
zack-piper
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 1:03 AM UTC
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