When I'm looking out, it's cold and dark.
It seems like my soul,
My broken heart.
Don't wanna start to cry,
But I can't hold it back.
A part of me is dying
And I can't forget.
It seems like my soul,
My broken heart.
Don't wanna start to cry,
But I can't hold it back.
A part of me is dying
And I can't forget.
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