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I've never had thoughts that control me until something bad left me so lonely and I want it back I want the old me, tried to forget, but things just remind me
He dropped down to the floor and he had tear drops in his eyes He grabbed me by the hand and said he wasn't afraid to die I told him, Mr. Ray, my friend, it's time to say goodbye And he grabbed inside my arms and let out all my shock