All my friends are breaking up
They held on too long to what they thought was love
Consumed in the loneliness and need for someone
So they held on too long to what they thought was love
Better days are ahead, do not return to them
Hold on, there will be a day when you know it’s love
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 11:37 AM UTC
All my friends are breaking up
They held on too long to what they thought was love
Consumed in the loneliness and need for someone
So they held on too long to what they thought was love
Better days are ahead, do not return to them
Hold on, there will be a day when you know it’s love
It makes me so sad to see people I love, so hurt.
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