2/28/2014

Broken glass



Strange trees told you once
Forget her, 'you will be fine'
So lets pour a piece of glass
Broken glass.


Make sure you'll be the one who will flying
Because there's nothing wrong, i'm just crying
Standing weak when people saying
'You are nothing'


Being compared and wood hates it
Metal is strong but will be rusted
So lets pour a piece of glass.
Broken glass.


Sometimes the wind is hanging
And sometimes the stars will fly
Do you realize the moon is hating?
Watching river being cut by


Listen to strange trees so you can forget
Start to get something that you've bet
Because I'm nothing
But that's what they think.


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