danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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And give me something to believe in if there’s a Lord above

I tried all night not to break down and cry as the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty like a lost soul out of place
And the mirror mirror on the wall sees my smile it fades again

Sometimes I wish to God I didn’t know now the things I didn’t know then

… and give me something to believe in