You'd have to walk a thousand miles in my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me.
tisdag 6 juli 2010
Disappointment tastes like this.
Telling me to go,
but hands beg me to stay
Your lips say that you love
but your eyes say that you hate
So I, I won't be the one
Be the one to leave this
In pieces
And you, you will be alone
Alone with all your secrets
And regrets
Don't lie.
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