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Where were you when I laid crying Tied down to my lonely bed. The doctor said? you got dieing I'm already dead. You can't take back what you have given, My life is like a broken glass. I coulda been a real contender, I could of had some class. Thought I heard the bell Ropes in chains waid down me. A song for those who fell, Over a heart they could not keep. Aus Songtexte Mania