Life Goes On
Fernanda ||| 18 ||| Brazil


If I can’t choose, why would you?
If I could bloom, so could you
What a sour tasting delight
A killing in front of your eyes
When you heal your wounds, sing me off
Sing me off
Sing me off


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If I’m still too young, break my chains
If my shades too dark, weep in vein
If I kill you now, will I be saved?
I’ll kill you now, and I’ll be saved
If you heal your wounds, sing me off.


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