Bites The Dust
I yet give him another chance,
Yet another bites the dust,
Not once does my heart get broken,
Not just twice does my heart break,
But my soul is dead and gone,
My world is collapsing,
Not a thing I can do to stop it,
Not a way to make it work, I feel dead inside,
No one can save me nor help me,
Only one can do that, nor he�s gone not able to help.
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