Meeting bros for breakfast tmr morning, better wake up ah if not I sit alone at Shan Ding like an idiot.
Goodbye, off to rest.
My fate walks on broken glass,
Its hard for the past to come back,
Nothing's ever built to last.
To ask for your hand,
Its like a lion begging for forgiveness from a stone.
Whenever I walk pass places we've been before,
Flashbacks start to occur/.
Whenever I walk pass the flight of stairs at my void deck,
Tears can't seem to stop strimming down my cheeks.
I miss you.
Its hard for the past to come back,
Nothing's ever built to last.
To ask for your hand,
Its like a lion begging for forgiveness from a stone.
Whenever I walk pass places we've been before,
Flashbacks start to occur/.
Whenever I walk pass the flight of stairs at my void deck,
Tears can't seem to stop strimming down my cheeks.
I miss you.
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