Lletres: The Rasmus. Dead Letters. Not Like The Other Girls.

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No more blame i am destined to keep you save
gotta rescue the flame
gotta rescue the flame in your heart

no more blood, i will be there for you my love
i will stand by your side
the world has forsaken my girl

i should have seen it would be this way
i should have known from the start what she's up to
when you've loved and you've lost someone
you know what it feels like to lose

she's fading away
away from this world
drifting like a feather
she's not like the other girls
she lives in the clouds
and talks to the birds
hopeless little one
she's not like the other girls

no more shame, she has felt too much pain, in her life
in her mind she's repeating the words
all the love you put out will return to you