This girl I knew
There's a large line between heaven and hell, I'm that line, through rage spilled. This girl I know, I loved her dearly, And waited every day. This girl I know, Tore my heart under spade. I loved her every day, Put her picture in my wallet, Kept her in my dreams, Loved her with all my will, 'Till hell spilled it's final word. Rain spikes the shower, Spikes draw the power, To the key, In the rage inside of me. Tell me the truth. Don't lie, don't refuse. There's a large line between heaven and hell, I'm that line, through rage spilled. This girl I knew, I loved her dearly, And waited every day. This girl I knew, Tore my heart under spade.
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