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One desperate morning in a desperate week
You stand before me can you see Im in need
Words are so crazy and I want to wash
Away the pain from my insistence
See , you could never lie
What are you gonna try ?
See , you could never run
Love – things, they have to come
What is this life for, I just want to seek
For something special I refuse to speak about
Loaded up rifle in my hands might break
That kind of love and maybe me
After all you said to me – I hope I am released
Care for your agony and go to make your aims be real,
But the one I tried to keep has gone away