Chelsea's Wolves - Miracles

Making sense out of suffering
Now it's dead and all gone
You're not the only one, It's all for
Pick you apart, like the wolves inside of the pack
Ill send for you
This time, we won't let you go
Bleed on me
I said for your sake you'll suffer
Let's go now, she said you'll suffer
Rip it apart from me

Written by:
Jake Schnoebelen

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