Hope
A heart that can't be saved,
her named carved on her grave,
They wished they could go back,
You would help her to back track,
Well it's to late,
No more dates,
Her room boarded up,
Her blood left on that cup,
It's to late,it's to late,it's to late
Cant escape the fate
Lost, can't be found
Wanted to go another round
Left bloody in town
Nothing's left here
I can smell the hatred in the air
Nothing left but a note
A secret ,there is HOPE
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