| Imprisoned in the cell of hell
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| My execution sealed by law
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| Since years of longing for your smell
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| But hope is ending at the door
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| Your phone is ringing once a week
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| It’s good to hear a voice like home
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| Just twenty seconds left to speak
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| My love died with a busy tone
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| But this day something takes too long
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| Instead of hello just a noise
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| The number’s right, this voice is wrong
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| It’s killing time, I have no choice
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| What will happen to me
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| Tell me which love’s killing the mercy
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| A dead man’s swimming over the sea
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| He won’t to be (the one who will feel your arm)
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| Now it happened to me
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| Tell me who’s gonna die in the deep sea
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| Killing the mercy (who will feel your arm?)
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| I hear the footsteps on the floor
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| A jailer’s scream, a falling key
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| My life is ending here once more
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| The time has come to kill me free
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| With the barrel pointing at my face
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| I’m knocking on her sinful door
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| The trigger seals the act of grace
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| She’ll never call me anymore… |