miércoles, 13 de enero de 2016


Have you ever feel like hating yourself? Not liking who you are and not been able to change. Wanting to get out of a cave and yet, not having the strenght, the energy, being shy to talk to anyone. 

Faith isn't gone, I still hear it calling
But something is wrong, the teardrops are falling
But just before they hit the ground...
Oh when I hear you say:

Don't give it up, don't give it up, it's glorious...

But I can't help it, oh I can't help it
Don't wanna stay, I'll run away
No I can't help it...


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