So cold inside.
So bitter, and ridged
Who stole your love away
Your heart is barely beating
My heart cries out for your love
But there is none left
I cry out for any love
So cold, so bitter, so sad
Life looks bleak
Is there a point
Who will be there
Who will save me
Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 11:10 PM UTC
So cold inside.
So bitter, and ridged
Who stole your love away
Your heart is barely beating
My heart cries out for your love
But there is none left
I cry out for any love
So cold, so bitter, so sad
Life looks bleak
Is there a point
Who will be there
Who will save me
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