Colour my gray.
Pull the trigger and blast all this
wasted time.
Wenn du für deinen Traum nicht kämpfst und nicht wirklich alles gibst, wird es auch nur ein Traum bleiben.
I hate these lies
Protecting our ties
If i look into your eyes
May i will realize
That all your love is gone
And everything is said and done
I've became tired of these words
Still keeping me alive
But it also hurts
Like a cut of a knive
When we make it to tomorrow
Will you keep this pain at bay?
Will there still be sorrow?
Can we find a way?
It's like looking for the end of the rainbow, like chasing the horizon.
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