.

I kept the right ones out, and let the wrong ones in.
Had an angel of mercy to see me through all my sins.
There were times in my life, when I was goin' insane.
Tryin' to walk through the pain.
When I lost my grip, and I hit the floor,
yeah, I thought I could leave but couldn't get out the door.
I was so sick and tired of a livin' a lie.
I was wishin' that I would die.




Galet!


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