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2003-02-19 02:46:12 (UTC)

Sperated Self

I there a god at heaven's door? do you think he wants me
anymore? it's all left up to circumstances a whole life
filled with second chances, pounded like nails into my
floor,
Everybody hates and everybody dies, Begin to Seperate a
world thats full of lies.
Seperate yourself to seperated self. Seperate yourself to
seperated self.
surely theres a better place for me a place where i can
spend eternity a place where there is no more pain and
there is only sunshine reigning. and there is no one
walking on their knees.
(chorus)
my angels they surround me my demons they surround me, my
angels the have found me (now)


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