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States

Falling

Breaking

Dying for my own desire

 

Crashing

Burning

No one can tame this fire

 

Raging

Roaring

I’ll make this black stick shake

 

Bleeding

Crying

Mines the one I need to take

 

Singing

Soaring

My hearts so light I give it away

 

Wanting

Needing

I hope to hold her again one day

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