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• Artiste: The Immigrants
• Titre: Hope
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Hope, In its simplest form, Hope. Comes and knocks them out, All the bubbles in my head, Ill miss her when she's gone, Hope. Dream, I don't know how to dream, I just do. And when they ask you now, Or will they ask me then "My god, who's dead?"... Cause for a minute I thought I held the world, In my hands, But my fingers gone numb. For a minute I though I held the world, In my hands, But my fingers gone numb. So I'm with you… I guess I'll never understand how simple life is, I guess I'll never really get what hard means. The power of my scars, Is what's keeping me in the dark, With fear. Cause for a minute I thought I held the world, In my hands, But my fingers gone numb. For a minute I though I held the world, In my hands, But my fingers gone where So Im with you Hope, As its simplest form