From the midnight sun
to the gazing sun
i wish my heart was not in pain
for you left me stranded
like a bird who cant fly
like the dreams i cant see
i hate the word
i hate this lie
make sure you look at me
make sure you hate me
for me
but always remember me for me
and from here i can see your face
and the blood that lies apon it and
the one that kills me in my dreams
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