The truth
Why did they left me
Can you tell me that
Or didn't they left me
Maybe i left them
Maybe i was afraid
For all the pain
All the sorrow
And for tomorrow
Why did i left
Was i afraid
Afraid for the truth
The truth that i'm a mess
I'm not who i usses to be
But know i know i'm free
Can you tell me that
Or didn't they left me
Maybe i left them
Maybe i was afraid
For all the pain
All the sorrow
And for tomorrow
Why did i left
Was i afraid
Afraid for the truth
The truth that i'm a mess
I'm not who i usses to be
But know i know i'm free
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| kochansky: | Zondag, mei 05, 2002 16:57 |
| so doubtfull so true ask yourself them or you if you're free you should enjoy it, if you can't you're not completely free good luck love Kochansky (mooi geschreven) |
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