Live and die to start again...

Prologue Live.Break.Fix.Live Again

I was on my couch thinking about life .."My Life" ...what a mess I've made of it.

I wish i could forget a million things , but it turns out it was hammered into my brain 

and i have adapted to it so much so that I wish i had AMNESIA for 1 day to forget every thing 

and to start a new life all over again and correct all of my flaws . Then I remembered a song "Flaws by Bastille" , that song exactly related to my present problem .. well i don't like listening to songs much . I'm a person who listens to songs once then tries to play them since i'm a good guitarist .

Well  this is how the song goes...

When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are laid out one by one
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone

All of your flaws and all of my flaws, they lie there hand in hand
Ones we’ve inherited, ones that we learn
They pass from man to man

There’s a hole in my soul
I can’t fill it, I can’t fill it
There’s a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up - let’s finish what we started
Dig them up - so nothing’s left unturned

All of your flaws and all of my flaws, when they have been exhumed
We’ll see that we need them to be who we are
Without them we’d be doomed

There’s a hole in my soul
I can’t fill it, I can’t fill it
There’s a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up - let’s finish what we started
Dig them up - so nothing’s left unturned

Oooooh
Oooooh

When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted
When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up - let’s finish what we started
Dig them up - so nothing’s left unturned

Oooooh
Oooooh

All of your flaws and all of my flaws are laid out one by one
Look at the wonderful mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone.

I played 2 times then i perfected it. 

Now you kno what mess I'm in so...