this man you love, this boy you hate
the hills are his in all embrace
enchanted and not soon lost
this man you call with lover's draw
so coarse in kind it can't be sought
for leaving is what i do
i declare myself of faith
ever wonder why they kill the weak ones, baby?
there's no one here to care
someone always thought a good reason, baby
just why we're
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This is a wonderful song, even if some of the lyrics you posted are uh, well, not entirely correct. :P
But anyway, how are you doing? It's been quite some time.
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