Crime: Message By Music
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"And everyday it's hard believing
It's getting worse each night I'm dreaming
In one split second I'm falling back.." -The Ready Set; There Are Days
"One bang, blood rushed to the head
She'd rather fly through the sky than walk with the dead
So, she stays high while the world goes by
And just another day here waiting to die.." -P.O.D; Beautiful
"Don’t try to wake me in the morning ’cause I will be gone
Don’t feel bad for me I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart I will feel so glad to go.." - The Smiths: Asleep
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