The Limit
July 7, 2013
It's over don't say another word, soon I'll be soaring free as a bird, you've held me back all along you've made me think what's right is wrong, I should have known it would turn out this way, I should have known theres a price to pay, as I sit back in fear, no telling how I ended up here, I'll walk alone on this empty street, just find where ends will meet.
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