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Georgia Way 2013

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​My life was piled on a stack of lies
cold hearts, empty eyes.
My life was printed in black and white
nobody prepared to fight.
My life was trapped behind prison bars
hiding all these battle scars
My life was about to fall
No one there for me to call
My life is no more
Walked straight through hell's burning door.
 
 

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