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By Mercy Echenique Date: 2009 Jun 03 Comment on this Work [[2009.06.03.19.24.1093]] |
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I Come First I hear voices in my head, They're telling me to go to bed, For the hour is upon us, the hour of the dead. You can't escape your fate, you cannot run nor hide, You cannot run from those who died, For they will return for their revenge, The death of their hearts will be avenged. For all who's ever had their hearts teared out, Left as a drone, walkin around and about. This ones for you, the ones who never had a chance, Who never got to listen to the music, or have a slow dance. You have no voice, so let me speak, I will be the voice for the weak, I will do everything it is you seek, Climb the highest mountains to the peak. I will be strong, no let man take my heart, Cuz if I do, itll end up being ripped apart. So far now, I will come first, Keep my love held tightly sealed, never being able to burst. |