Let me die,
let me burn...
let this pain,
come over again
I am used to it,
it helps me breathe
It tells me that,
Nothing is bad
It reminds me,
the worst is over.
and I can smile,
with all life has to offer
I can cry again,
I know I can.
But will it bring,
what has been taken away?
let me burn...
let this pain,
come over again
I am used to it,
it helps me breathe
It tells me that,
Nothing is bad
It reminds me,
the worst is over.
and I can smile,
with all life has to offer
I can cry again,
I know I can.
But will it bring,
what has been taken away?
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