Paroles de My Hardest Fight
Thoughts that it could bePerfect but the odds are none to me
The days and weeks move like the wind
but the months come slower when
still a time or two for you
but its not intended
and I keep it hidden
from your own concious mind
I want to feel secure
When I'm holding on to her
and not be slow coming once again
from your own concious mind
I want to feel secure
When I'm holding on to her
and not be slow coming once again
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