There is a hellhound on my tail and it's heading me down to hell. Just to the edge of the earth. Where everything falls into the pit of death. Can I stop this bullet before it shoots me, can I hold it in my hand? Just while I can stare at it long enough. Can you give me another chance, to heal this pain of mine. So this hellhound is on my tail, can't find a place to hide. So I will just use my fear and overcome it.
So can you take me down? , becasue I am not that easy to break. This feeeling is to emotional, it can also make me weak in my knees.
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