I can't breath at all It hurts to think That time could heal my wounds Feeling I've been betrayed, Black Sunday Still burns you in my thoughts I can'
I can't breath at all It hurts to think that a sound could heal my wounds feeling I've been betrayed Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts
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I can't breath at all It hurts to think That a sound could heal my wounds Feeling I've been betrayed Black sunday still burns you in my thoughts I can