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by zane Jun 14, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
They say trun around Just go home But i say NO I'd rather fight all of you on my own Then get pushed around So i fight and fight I fight them al alone I say bet me all you want cause i'm still standing So taste my blood Fell my pain I'll be here waiting to fight To fight all alone Till i can't fight anymore so make me cry all you want but the thing i wont do is..... Go Home