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Don't Jump off
You stand at the edge,
waiting for someone to find you.
You scream in the night
just so someone will find you.
You tears fade away,
all the lies that they'll say
about us. Let me hear your screams again, Let it out and roar! I need to hear your voice again, so I can
pretend it was like before. Don't leave me behind, don't believe their lies. Please don't jump.
Now they stand before you. You were right all along. The kings knelt before you, now they drop their guns. The price was payed, the war is one. Yet still the battle rages on.
Can no one see? Can no one hear me? I am the voice of the martyred mystery. Because I loved him, and because he loved me.
Now they stand before you. You were right all along. The kings knelt before you, now they drop their guns. The price was payed, the war is one. Yet still the battle rages on.
They couldn't save you, they tried to erase you. You just kept fighting back. Raise your glass, take a stand, let everyone know that you are not alone.
Now they stand before you. You were right all along. The kings knelt before you, now they drop their guns. The price was payed, the war is one. Yet still the battle rages on.
Now I stand at your grave, flowers in my hand. Do you still see me, and do you still love me.
Alexiya, moya lyubov'
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