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Text: Help Line. Other. Through Midnight.


I know I've seen you before
But you never ask for more
You watch as smoke fills the sky
But I'm too young to question why...

These people always walk our streets at night. What am I to do if I always have to live in fright?

How could I forget your face?
You always walk around this place
Standing with your head so high
Just take your gun and say goodbye

These people always walk our streets at night. What am I to do if I always have to live in fright.

You can come into my home and try to destroy my soul. But there's one thing that you should know. There's a little soldier that starts to grow inside my mind. Soon it'll be my time to shine. Then you'll be the one that's crying with a brother laying next to your side dying.

Take me to the place I knew
Oh, what's a boy suppose to do
Living in times like these
A road full of tragedies.

These people always walk our streets at night. What am I to do if I always have to live in fright.

You can come into my home and try to destroy my soul. But there's one thing that you should know. There's a little soldier that starts to grow inside my mind. Soon it'll be my time to shine. Then you'll be the one that's crying with a brother laying next to your side dying.(x2)

So can I stop and say to you
That I am sorry for the things I'll do
Keep this in mind because it's true
That this whole ending all started with you.(x2)
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