Somewhere lost in the grave is you :
A death that I can’t forget as you escape yourself like a magician
I used to blame myself for your transgression . I carried them on my shoulders :
But you run the streets at night with your suitcases of pain
Wondering if anyone notices .
I escaped your death penalty .
But I can’t escape you .
But you are no longer there .
It’s true sin steals your soul away if you trade it .
I’m alone now . Only one person can save you any way .
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