Intro
Some say it’s all because
The life you chose
Some fill their emptiness
Some find their truths
It is in the line across
The broken pieces
It’s In the fortune hand
The lost and given
Let me hold your hand
It’s not too late to break the bad
sometimes when
We don’t understand
And we will do it all again..
Break x1
Some say it’s all because
The thoughts you keep
It is your memory that made you weak
In all the written words
my voice is breathing
Why can't you see what hurts?
When even tears are bleeding
Please just hold my hand
It’s not too late to break the bad
Sometimes when
They don’t understand
And we will do it all again..
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