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So I always get nostalgic,

with our song,

And I always catch the back of your head

in the crowd..

And would you hear me scream at the top of my lungs,

and I lie,

Make you think that I’m alright,

it’s always been that way.

Ride into hell and back, for you

cause some nights your breathin’ fire,

and some nights, your like nothing I’ve experienced

and nothing I ever will

Sometimes the night,

it beckons me to into it,

But your will is much stronger,

then that of the infinite darkness.

So I crank up my soul,

and I might sound doomed,

but I really love that song,

would you hear me scream at the top of my lungs

Nothing scares me when I'm with you...

Feels as though I could take on the world...

and If you weren't my own...

I would...