D o you know how many love you?
O f course not.
N obody can count the stars.
T here are more than you can see.
C ountless slices, many scars
U tter madness, grief and pain but
T here's hope to heal every one.You can always, ALWAYS, talk to me.
D.O.N.T. C.U.T.
D o you know how many love you?
O f course not.
N obody can count the stars.
T here are more than you can see.
C ountless slices, many scars
U tter madness, grief and pain but
T here's hope to heal every one.You can always, ALWAYS, talk to me.