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What am I going to do?
I don't want to be through
This won't last much longer tonight
I might just run away in fright

The Pain and the tears
I wish I wouldn't run from my fears
Under this bright light
I won't have to fight
After all my time is up, my life is done
There is nothing left to be won

Who would lay down and cry?
When then only thing left is to die?
I guess it's times like this
you rely on bliss
To take you back to shadows of life
Where you look for that knife

The Pain and the tears
I wish I wouldn't run from my fears
Under this bright light
I won't have to fight
After all my life is up, my life is done
There is nothing left to be won

How should I go on with this
I can't staind the pain
There is too much rain
Take me back to a time
When things all fit
Into a place were we all just get along

The pain and the tears
I wish I wouldn't run from my fears
Under this bright light
I won't have to fight
After all my life is up, my life is donw
There is nothing left to be won

Now it all ends....