roam.
There's right and there is wrong, yet I chose the one I'm on.
To the hell and back where life is gone.
We keep falling down like summer rain...
These wounds are deep enough to make me feel alive.
You're no saint I saw it from your eyes.
To the hell and back where we belong.
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