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Fate's Plaything



"In the middle of my thoughts I get lost in my tears,
in the middle of the moment I get lost in my thoughts,
every second of the day im lost in some way,
every minute of the hour here I will stay,
every hour of the day your not here to stay,
every time i think of you I get lost in the moment,
you mean the world to lose you we bring the fear.


Fate has found a way of making me weak,
it's torn my soul from within and laughed in my face,
it's taken my heart and placed it aside,
it's taken my mind and used it as a toy,
playing me like an instrument it's used me a puppet,
in it's game this way lost I remain.


In the middle of it all it's got me to wonder,
where were you when my heart cried out,
where were you when everything went a blur,
I'm deaf to the world and left to think,
alone in my thoughts away from the world,
I can't begin to ask you where you were,
where you were the day that I died?"