While I scream into my pillow
I couldn't grasp the storm
A bold-gutted thriller
And a believer is born
Believe, no lies
Just entangled in your
Disguise
I see, you try
Just wipe the tears
From your eyes
May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 8:48 PM UTC
While I scream into my pillow
I couldn't grasp the storm
A bold-gutted thriller
And a believer is born
Believe, no lies
Just entangled in your
Disguise
I see, you try
Just wipe the tears
From your eyes
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