This is how it works: You're young until you're not, you love until you don't, you try until you can't, you laugh until you cry, you cry until you laugh, and everyone must breathe, until their dying breath.
no this is how you works, you peer inside you self, you take the things you like, and try to love the things you took, then you take that love you made, and stick into some, someones elses heart, pumpin someone elses blood. and walk in arm in arm, you hope it dont get harmed, but even if it does, you'll just do it all again.
Yes, I have turned into one of those people that quote song lyrics.
Deal with it.
But why would i keep such good words in the limited packaging of a song?, I ask with no adequate response.
Yeah, I gotcha there, now you just go over in the corner and wallow in your self pity on that little wooden stool.
*satisfied nod*
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