April
22 May 2007
i could feel it go down, bittersweet i could taste in my mouth.
silver lining the clouds. oh and i, i wish that i could work it out.
and the hardest part, was letting go not taking part.
and i tried to sing, but i couldn't think of anything.
everything i know is wrong, everything i do just comes undone.
and everything is torn apart.
oh and it's the hardest part. that's the hardest part.
yeah that's the hardest part, that's the hardest part.
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