:.The.Same.:
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to save
It’s meaningless to pray
Nothing is the same,
no more…
A tear running down my face
Why do I have to fake?
Brilliant to pretend, but
will it ever be the same?
No, no, no…
No more.
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to save
It’s meaningless to pray
Nothing is the same,
no more…
A tear running down my face
Why do I have to fake?
Brilliant to pretend, but
will it ever be the same?
No, no, no…
No more.
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