Walking Alone
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We walk alone in these empty streets
Hoping to find love that will never come our way
We always tell each other, some day
Some day, we'll be happy together but luck has just never came our way
My heart is a graveyard,
Pick a ditch and lay in it
Lay deep beneath my soul so that we can find this thing called love
Love, we say it with such hatred and despise for eachother
Lay next to all the dead hearts I had to replace with a thing called love
If you look around youll see all my broken dreams just lying around
Lay next to it so we can feel close
Closer than ever
Let our hands collide,
Let me feel loved,
Let us love each other
People say if you love the person let them go
I can't let all of the unforgettable and memorable pain go
Sometimes it's a good thing to say goodbye,
But once you see what is underneath this broken soul,
You'll then realize I come from a broken home
Then you'll understand that I'm afraid to be alone
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