In your Hell

The bullet hurt us, 
You loose your mind
I loose my heart.

You raise up, I don't.

I am in your hell 
In dress like a bride
Can you hear the bell
Calling you outside ?

I swear I've tried
To make you happy,
No need to call me 
« My Lady »
I know you lied.

I know you want to flee
And you would not wait for me
I know you're about to flee

At the bottom of your trap
I can't see the light
I want to hug you tonight
But it's the nothing I wrap.

I know you want to flee
And you would not wait for me
I know you're about to flee

But I'm in there
In your hell
And you don't care.

Where you 're going
I could never follow you

I am in your hell 
In dress like a bride
Can you hear the bell

Calling you outside ?

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