DEATH
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Oh fear coming down day by day, but i never thought i'd see you cry again.Now i've watched the dream slip away, but i've never let those tears keep awake, wont keep me awake. Hope shined a light until the end, but you wake up everyday fearing the pain.There's a cross hanging up on the wall and will you take this sign and keep it in your heart, oh in your heart. In each empty space you'll try to find, a certain sense of will you left behind.Your crooked heart is aching day by day, because you never tried to stop before it was too late, now its too late.