Black as night,
cold as you,
sharp like a knife,
your love cuts through,
who I used to be is dead and gone,
now the only thing I have ever loved
is gone along with the old me,
now all I am is dark and cold,
lost and helpless without a soul,
you stole my heart,
my love, who I truly was,
but I still seem to want you.
cold as you,
sharp like a knife,
your love cuts through,
who I used to be is dead and gone,
now the only thing I have ever loved
is gone along with the old me,
now all I am is dark and cold,
lost and helpless without a soul,
you stole my heart,
my love, who I truly was,
but I still seem to want you.




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