Always The First To Bleed

by Vizard Vin   Jul 4, 2005


The clock is ticking
And the flames are rising.
My body takes the hits
While my mind takes the heat.
Although My body is fading away,
My soul still wants to stay

Part of me is dead
But the other part still wants to die
Each night, on my bed
I try so hard not to cry
knowing i'm living a lie
I can't help, but deny

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