Tense
Its a cold hard day when even I fall to my knees and pray
I dont know what god i prayed to and i dont really care
I just want to hear my own words in the air
Watch over him, he a good man
Give him the same chances you or fate gave me
I love my friend, till the bitter end
I dont know what god i prayed to and i dont really care
I just want to hear my own words in the air
Watch over him, he a good man
Give him the same chances you or fate gave me
I love my friend, till the bitter end
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