Number b

by pag   Jun 5, 2006


I died the day of my birth
i already know i have no worth
but you make me feel
like love can be real
like every thing's OK

but then you walk away
what am i supposed to do
coz i can't chase after you
you're way too fast
run and you leave me in the past
and then i see your face

you fallow me into a new place
made me think i was happy
then it came crashing down on me
what have you done
sorry thought you were the one

who saved me

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