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Choked
(N.Thomas/C.Stipetic)
He
was there just hanging on
Like me or you or anyone would do
And the night he fell upon his sword
I could have sworn I felt
The very same blade pierce my soul
Choked, cut
to the bone
Choked, cut
down
Life goes on as millions witness
Brothers and their sisters pass away
They die for nothing less than love
In our straight-laced and narrow-minded world
Children bite their tongues and whisper
Promises they know they'll never keep
So quick to judge and swift to blame
When loving someone now
Will never be the same
Never be the same
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