Leftovers
I guess I forgot how to be normal
as I thought all I really need to be is me
And maybe life is quite simple
when your heart is free, to speak
Still I cannot cry,
or be the same
Gotta lock my heart,
or free te pain
But Never
Force me
To go through this
Again.
as I thought all I really need to be is me
And maybe life is quite simple
when your heart is free, to speak
Still I cannot cry,
or be the same
Gotta lock my heart,
or free te pain
But Never
Force me
To go through this
Again.
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| Auteur: TeenageHorror | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 mei 2006 | ||
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