GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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How do we win these losin' games we play, words we say? Cutting wounds that run so deep. Leave it all behind you, someday love will find you…


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“18 bloody roses, each a year that bled my soul. 18 and numb, I'm somebody's son. Mama, look what I've become.”
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