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BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE – 10 YEARS
Ten years ago,
I got a call that nearly killed me
Repeat yourself my hands are shaking
When I was told, my friend was gone
I felt so guilty, a thousand questions left unanswered
I'll bleed if you want me to
I'll serenade before I do
I'll bleed if you want me to
On and on although you're gone
Candles burn without a flame on
Our final call to you I know you're listening ...
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