freestyle4life
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The hurtful things we say and do can cut through a heart like a knife
No sooner than we make it whole we find ourselves at the start
And the ones we love the most are the first to feel it strike
Enduring all to save our souls and keep what's left of our hearts
Carry me back to the days of old
to simple black and white
When the things I did were not so bold
and with a word could make it right
No sooner than we make it whole we find ourselves at the start
And the ones we love the most are the first to feel it strike
Enduring all to save our souls and keep what's left of our hearts
Carry me back to the days of old
to simple black and white
When the things I did were not so bold
and with a word could make it right