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Red on her hands/remembers the blood they used to share. Bleeding again/too many wounds she could not mend. Bullet in hand/it's just not the gaze without the stare. Washes her hands/and nothing remains the same in here. If only you could be somewhere else inside of me. [Chorus:] Wake me up, I'm dead/is it something that I said? Head in your hands/know that I could not just pretend. Bleeding again and again/too many wounds she could not mend. Bullet in hand/and nothing remains the same in here. If only you could be somewhere else inside of me. If only you could be somewhere dead inside of me. [Chorus] If only I could be somewhere else. [Chorus] From Letras Mania