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Void Time To Die

ll never get caught so I don't care. It's time to die you're next. Time to die you're next. Time to die you're next. Time to die you're next. I

I fight against my darkest fears And try to lead myself Towards a major step in life And expand my universe Bound to get the best of life Working hard

promise anything that I do is just to satisfy you Your soul ain't a toy, you ain't dealin' with a boy Feel emptiness inside I can fill that void When you spend time

Backyard full of dogs, got a pawn full of fish But a bad girl, I think that's all that's missin' from my list Unless you wanna be the girl that fill that void

Yes Close To The Edge I. The Solid Time Of Change Anderson/Howe A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your

younger moon attained with love It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand There?s you, the time

look inside You will find, she was everything your heart desired But nevertheless she cries but you never cherished her You took for granted love You sigh, remembering the times

gone astray - I've almost gone insane Sometimes I still can hear - echoes of silent fears But on that winter's day - you swept them all away These were the times

our only code of communicating with our people Let's peep the game from a different angle Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled