holdin onto somethin tat i believe in
my hope
my faith
tearin is more painful than bleedin
the dreams tat i could dream bout
2am in the mornin
writin away
i wake up facin the world
killed off the feelins
loneliness a word to understand
an expression without feelins
so beautiful tat a tear was dropped
so pure
so pure
runnin in the rain
walkin in the sun
goin against the wind
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