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Wait for me At the edge of the world Don't come to me if you're not quite sure Do you feel the emptiness inside your soul Did it break that heart of coal Did your walls of sin Crumble at your feet Does the blood on your face And on your hands, taste too sweet In my mind you ain't looking fine So isolation And inside you ain't fine to me So isolation desolation Don't wait for me At the edge of the world Don't come to me at all The way you look And think of me Is much much much Too small From Letras Mania