The Bridge
She stood on the bridge Still with silence and fear For her demons in the darkness Have driven her here They cut deep into her heart Right out of her chest Making her believe That they knew what was best...
She stood on the bridge Still with silence and fear For her demons in the darkness Have driven her here They cut deep into her heart Right out of her chest Making her believe That they knew what was best...
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