Out On the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper, like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy
How could you leave me
When I needed you, possess you?
I hated you.
(zacht) hated you
Bad dreams in the night
They told me I was going to lose the fight 4x
Writer(s): Schutrups
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