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The most is scared for the death

To cry over what they left

All the people that feels so true

Is a big part of you

You are searching in your mind

To see who you have left behind

For all those years that have gone

I haven't told her she is the one

I am giving you a sharp knife

Saying please take my life

I wanna die this day

I got nothing left to say

In heaven i can sing with you at night

Until the sun getting bright

I'm just holding in the knife

Wishing you taked my life

Just kill me slowly and nice

My heart will be your prize

Every night before i go to bed

I wish i was dead