25 de novembro de 2010

just a ideia, more shit to work on

Sometimes it gets hard
To see some hope in a broken heart
It hard to stand tall
And try to built a new start

You promised me you hold me
In glad or sad, better or worst
You promised me you would be here
But were just more empty words

Before you come along
I wasn’t counting to end this bad
Now I can’t feel myself
I’m lost inside my head

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