les enemies de mes amis sont mes enemies
I don't ever want to loose my heart again
I can't stand the fact that
one of us is gonna get hurt
sense you gave it back to me
I keep loosing it night after night
I always find it when daylight comes
It might be torned and broken
but I try to keep it safe in my hands
at least until they turn off the lights
Why did you let go of it
you used to keep it so strong in your hands.
the right place.
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