Whitley
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I want to be on a far off star I want to know where I got this scarI'll leave alone to where I once flewOut of my heart where the wild things grewBut I want to live to see all my daysAnd I want to give and right my wrong waysIt's scary I know, the places we goBut I want to liveUntil I'm on the floor and I've bled out for youI want to see all the killers drownIn the blood that they drew from the book that they foundAnd as they sink through wars morning dewI hope they can breathe and are found anewBut I want to live to see all my daysAnd I want to give and right my wrong waysIt's scary I know, the places we goBut I want to liveUntil I'm on the floorClear blue skyI will make you cry Until I've bled out for you
From Letras Mania