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Due To One Little Word...
I feel like a bundle of weakness
maybe more a bundle of nerves
I don't know what to do with this
I don't know what to do (with this)
We've been to the moon
Where you gave me the stars
but that was before
we all fell apart
I question if this is destiny
I feel it should be wrong of me
to hold all these questions
in me
At the end of the day
if you stripe it away
I would like to know (and ask you)
what it's all for
I'm so frail and strong
and I'm so right and wrong
I don't have these answers alone
I'm trying to give it to you
at my best I don't know what to do
Oh the world can change,
it can change like that...
