[Deadman On Vacation - April Rain🎶]
I have lips between your hands.
There are those who can't keep their promises on my lips.
There is my half behind those who cannot keep their promises.
I have blood at the end of my half.
Now look!
This is where we were born.
We learned to walk here.
We cried here all the time.
Look!
This is where we were stabbed in the back.
Here, we learned to crawl.
We laughed here constantly.
Look!
This is the end!
We could not learn to live here.
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