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I can't controle this type of art,
still i'm responseble if they will fall apart
belive me, i don't want to go
You wont belive it's true, when i tell you about my feeling and what you're supose to do
i'm sorry, but i don't want to go
But baby i tell ya, my heart were freaking out when i hell ya
Even in the best stories, struggle will be hard and hearts will be figgnen..
Maybe you listening, i'll see it in your eyes that you're listening,
But do you even understand?
baby i need to let go of your hand.
I've always cryed at storys but i never knew why
still i'm responseble if they will fall apart
belive me, i don't want to go
You wont belive it's true, when i tell you about my feeling and what you're supose to do
i'm sorry, but i don't want to go
But baby i tell ya, my heart were freaking out when i hell ya
Even in the best stories, struggle will be hard and hearts will be figgnen..
Maybe you listening, i'll see it in your eyes that you're listening,
But do you even understand?
I've always cryed at storys but i never knew why
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