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Desenchantee.., 83 - 15 апреля 2009 02:44

I was born in sweet innocence
My mother raised me not to be like one of them
I still have the same blue eyes
But what I've become now makes my mother only want to cry

Every time I thought I've found
Someone special I've been brought much faster down
I have learned to accept
My life as it is and I've learned to forget

DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND
WOULD YOU GIVE ME A HAND
I'M A BROKEN MAN

I drift around fallen from grace
But I still belive that someday I will find my place
Maybe then I'll find you
Just tell me that you won't break my heart in two

DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND
WOULD YOU GIVE ME A HAND
I'M A BROKEN MAN
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