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My dead valentine,
Come, my sweet
Sing me into oblivion
So I may be oblivious
To the pain surrounding me.
Screaming at the torture,
That you like to put me through
Makes me wonder
What I ever say in you.
Now you’ve gone,
And left me here to die
Left wondering what was real
And what was just a lie.
My dead valentine,
Come, my sweet
Sing me into oblivion
So I may be oblivious
Sot the pain surrounding me