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Songs were sung and bells were rung and still my life's so different
Through days and night I try to fight the fact that I am dead

Away away up through the clouds I felt that I did soar
But when you walked into the room I fell strait to the floor

I lay here now stabbed to death by whom I could not see
But to this day I still can feel that knife inside of me

So why that night why that fright why did you choose me
Those are answers I will never know but until then I will flee

Flee and flee until i nm free from whom could not be seen

Murder is dedicated to those who died Innocent deaths and my friend Mathew for allowing me to stab him