I'm so sore that I could cry always
In the night lay your tired arms
And she will have her way
Somehow I will still believe her
She's the life I've been frightened of
Seems like, deathly silence and especially the dark
Feels like, I am heavy and my spirit has died
She will have her way
Somehow I will still believe her
She will have her way
One day I will come back
Still no end in sight though I travel far and wide
A dying man is doing time thinker, soldier terrified
She will have her way
Somehow I will still believe her
She will have her way
One day I will come back
She will have her way
She will have her way
She will have her way
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