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Lirieke: Bullet For My Valentine. Fever. A Place Where You Belong.


Your gone!
Your gone!

Your body's cold
Hope is lost, I can't let go
Can I die with you,
So we can never grow old

Cut the ties (Cut the ties)
With this note you left behind
As I read the words I hear you telling me why

Too late, too late
I never said goodbye
Too late, too late
Can't even ask you why
And now I'm wasting away
In my own misery
I hope you've finally gone,
To a place where you belong

My sadness shows,
As your name is carved in stone
Can't erase the words so the reality grows

I wish I died (I wish I died)
On that night right by your side
So just kill me now and let the good times roll

Too late, too late
I never said goodbye
Too late, too late
Can't even ask you why
And now I'm wasting away
In my on misery
I hope you've finally gone
To a place where you belong

Will you wait for me? (Will you wait for me?)
Will I see you on the other side?
You won't have to wait too long
Ye-yeh-eh-yeah

Will you come to me? (Will you come to me?)
Will you take me to the other side?
'Cause here I don't belong

Too late, too late
I never said goodbye
Too late, too late
Can't even ask you why
And now I'm wasting away
In my on misery
I hope you're finally go
To a place where you belong

I never said goodbye
Can't even ask you why
I'm wasting!
Away in my on misery
I hope you've finally gone
To a place where you belong

(Grazie a niko per le correzioni)
Onlangse versoeke