Broken heart
So she takes the weight of the world
Back on her shoulders
She feels numb, no tears left for her
And her broken heart is growing colder
So she fakes the smile of her life
Back on her face
She can't cry, relief is in the knife
And her broken heart grows colder everyday
Back on her shoulders
She feels numb, no tears left for her
And her broken heart is growing colder
So she fakes the smile of her life
Back on her face
She can't cry, relief is in the knife
And her broken heart grows colder everyday
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 februari 2009 | ||
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