Trap by her soul,
wondering if love is real
I Never let go, confuse by
my emotions of thinking.
How will it be when the
Word love is uncommon,
How will the world feel?
When everyone let go.
How will I let go
When everything is strange,
The road back is deep and black,
I'm moving too big.
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