The thought of a silver bullet
Shining like the moon
It's frightened me
But now I see it as a comfort
If you say life is love
And love is life
What shall happen
When we're all broken hearted
I've erased the thought of leaving you
Yet somehow it still lingers there
Who could be more comforting?
Who could be better at crushing my spirit?
Deep inside
I cry
But on the outside
I tell you I'm alright
With every passing minute
Every passing choice
I beg to die
But only on the inside
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