GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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Running, tired, tortured and torn -- outside looking in. Clawing away these open scars to heal the wounds within.


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outside looking in
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“No mother, no father, she calls for angels, But the angels cry. No chance, I guess that she was born to lose.”
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