Om op ‘n dag wakker te word en te besef:
I have become everything I never wanted to be.
I died when our hands parted ..
Niks wat ek doen of se of besluit kan dit verander nie.
Ek is dood sonder jou. Dis al.
Om op ‘n dag wakker te word en te besef:
I have become everything I never wanted to be.
I died when our hands parted ..
Niks wat ek doen of se of besluit kan dit verander nie.
Ek is dood sonder jou. Dis al.
All of these lines across my face, tell you the story of where I’ve been and how i got to where i am. But these stories dont mean anything if you got no one to tell them to…you see the smile that’s on my mouth. Its hiding the words that don’t come out…and all of my friends who think that i am blessed. They don’t know my head is a mess…No they don’t know who i really am…and they don’t know what I’ve been through like you do…and I was made for you…Greetings from your evil 2win BBFL…
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