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Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: I Killed The Prom Queen. Pointed To My Heart.

You close your tired eyes
Sometimes you have to let go
I feel these feelings as they tremble away

You have said your good byes to me
In my memory this is just another fond farewell
For you to die with

In another second I am, I am left breathless
In another second, I am left breathless
In another moment, I am left emotionless
In another moment, I am left emotionless
Come on

These words are like poetry
These words are like poetry
These words are, are like poetry
I look down as my wrists are slit
I am still bleeding

I look as my, my wrists are still bleeding
I am so sorry, 'cause I am so sorry
'Cause I am so sorry

Why am I so sorry? 'Cause I am so sorry
'Cause I am so sorry, for what I have done
'Cause I am lost, 'cause I am lost

As this time fell apart
I won't forget 'cause I will not forget
'Cause I will not forget, 'cause I will not forget
[Incomprehensible]

'Cause as love is lost, 'cause as love is lost
Well as love is lost, well as love, love is lost
Well as love is lost, yet again I will bleed
As love is lost, well again love is lost
As love is lost, yet again I'm okay