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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