AMNESTY PLEASE, Fragile Bones
Fragile Bones It feels like getting old Like rocks against fragile bones I needed to be alone I m addicted to the pain it costs I m addicted to the lies I try to let it go (it never goes) Do we ever truly get requested closure On and on, the same old things Why can t we break from this routine, From the debt of our mistakes Carry on (Just carry on) It feels like getting old Like rocks against fragile bones I needed to be alone I m addicted to the pain it costs The fall is where we grow The murder is
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