IT HURTS THE MOST WHEN YOUR GONE
AND I AM LEFT HOLDING ON
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Dieing of a broken heart
You stomped on my chest
Until it bleed, our memories lead
To wishful thinking
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When life is moving fast, the clock ticks
Memoirs become faded
Your feeling are jaded,
wordering where your night took off
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It's Always The same, it never changes
Love that is tamed
Will never reach its Highest Peak
Those who Go out and seek
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I am finally moving on there was no reason for me holding on for so long
My heart was just torn in between the 2 should I stay or should I go
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