Walking On Broken Glass
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Contenido adultoConcluida jue, ene 17, 20192h 27m
The feelings, what's inside
Broken hearts, and hard times
Don't let life break you down this time
I'm sitting here, crying here
You're alone and dying there
Waiting for bad news
Like walking on broken glass
No answers for what was asked
You're all alone
'cause you know that I'd give my life for you
Time can be nothing but our enemy
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