Not happy
I am not happy
Every one is talking about me
It is breaking me apart
I can’t make a new start
I know we war not men to be..
But Tell me what you see when you look at me
Can you see how much I love you?
Can you see the pain because of you?
No you can’t it’s al inside of me
Every one is talking about me
It is breaking me apart
I can’t make a new start
I know we war not men to be..
But Tell me what you see when you look at me
Can you see how much I love you?
Can you see the pain because of you?
No you can’t it’s al inside of me
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| Auteur: à broken giirl | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 september 2006 | ||
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