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I'm tired of telling stories
that never reach the end
I'm sick of being lonely
with just one other friend.

So I'm opening up my heart
I'm telling only truths
I'm gonna tell my story
of the life I spent with you.

Do you remember, long ago?
The day when we first met?
Do you remember what you said?
It seems I can't forget.

I was nothing but trash to you.
You the stalker, me your prey.
I was dirt upon your doorstep.
One rain, I washed away.

Do you know what you have done?
Locked away in your cell.
I see you face, hear your voice,
So this is my farewell.


Bang