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If I make it to heaven I may be as bloody as hell. Would you still take me? I'm afraid that you might say, "Depart from me, I never knew you." I'm in the wrong body. I'm in the wrong body. I'm in the wrong body. I must have stumbled in. All the love I want to give, Gets caught between every rib. What does that make me? I have good intentions, But no exit for them to come out right through. I'm in the wrong body. I'm in the wrong body. I'm in the wrong body. I must have stumbled in. From Letras Mania