F5 Love Is Dead Lyrics

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Places in the heart
I can't begin to visit
Like a troubadour
Poet with no precision

I played the words inside my head a thousand times
You were breathing our last breath

Love is dead to me
I am numb
Like you expected me to be
Love is dead to me
We are wasted
Left to die in misery

Psycho from the start
No way we'd ever finish
Once a work of art
Why'd you have to diminish

I hear your voice inside my head
A thousand lies
Deceiving, weaving our death web

Love is dead to me
I am numb
Like you expected me to be
Love is dead to me
We are wasted
Left to die in misery

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