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Wynton Alan Huddle
Wynton Alan Huddle
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She fell from the sky and hit the dirt
It got in my eye
She came here to see the end of the world
I was ready to fly, I've earned my wings
And willing to die
She convinced me to say a couple more days
Until the end of time
The end of time
I was holding her high, my feet in the mud
Feeling like a slut
She thought she was taller then me
And stomped on my guts
All the memories we made, they all seem to fade
I'm clouded by hate
Oh, what's done is done
I guess that I'll stay
Until the end of time
The end of time
Written by: Wynton Alan Huddle
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