Black Hole
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Lyrics
Living though your gone.
Tell me what you’re doing
And what you’ve done.
Knowing I’m the one.
Nothing left to ruin
On the run.
And I know time won’t be a healer.
Can’t get up though I try and try.
Got the cash but just can’t find a dealer.
So I sigh. Turn around and die.