it's telling storiestelling just the truthabout some menwho don't excuseonly
now that i am back out thereonce more scaredmisgivings haven't
she once was 17 but she never fall in love
Hoping, feeling
I will come back to you
And hold you in
I try to breathe, I try to think of you
Don't
When I wake up I find you're gone
There should be
A million miles from here, I stand alone and shout
Not
Ist dies noch mein gesicht?
Ich hör' meine stimme nicht
Ich habe
I awake and I look down at my sleeping face
From
The watery light that mirrors in your desirable eyes
The way
From the moment you wake up, you cannot feel free
There
I said goodbye to the river
The mountains and the trees
Can't
I am dreaming, I'm screaming
But making no sound
I'm the nightmare
How long have you been free
In this world of hate
smoking your first cigarettecoughing and getting sickmaking an experiencechildho
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