I guess the chances were never taken
The truth was never told...
Theres something bout these feelings
when im wrapped up in your arms...
You say you need me
but i dont care...
I miss the brave you i used to see
the one who was there to protect me...
I'm not running from the future
I'm hiding from the past...
Let alone the blood cuz its needing you
Let it break you and make you stronger...
Why do you run from your fears |