Now that we found love what do we wanna do with it ?
and how much difference does it really make to leave your life and start a new ?
What makes us stronger,
why do we need to be experienced with such a fee ?
is there no other way,
but fight through what should be beautiful,
look at my hands, you see ?
there's no tatoos,
no debts,
no lies,
no remarks,
no remorse,
for things that come,
and someday i'll be free,
again,
from you, your lies, your misery,
The one you love, it' won't be me.
Will come, and
Do to you,
what you did to me.
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