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Nadia Bast

Romance Tragedy Classics

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Nadia Bast

Romance Tragedy Classics

Murdering Me

Murdering Me

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My pride was killed years ago by you

Saying words to the family of ours

Made them think of me as a slut

To make yourself a victim in their eyes

Here we are today four complete years

Lost all the family I thought I have

Built my own castle with high walls

With untrustworthy relations around


Dreamt bigger dreams for the future I want

Started from the underground grave I was in

Drew a path towards the shadow of the light

Fought everyone that stood in front

Here I am now, on my way to the top

Not caring for who is around to cheer me up


And all I have is the real ones to push me far

To reach the star I always dreamed I am

I won't blame Karma for giving your offered box back

Nor will stand there and clap for life

Yet I am going to smile and thank God

For you have tasted the poison you poured in my heart


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