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On the wings of death I fly towards forgiveness
Never mind my anger
Words are erasable
And hearts are breakable
Don’t you know that I have never been in love?
My brain warns me to close myself off
So I shall never suffer
I will never be broken
But if I have never been broken
Then why do I feel that at any moment in time
I will fall to pieces
Can you answer me?
I didn’t think so
Perhaps I sold myself too soon
And now I will never be able to buy back what I’ve lost
But I can try
We can all try
That doesn’t mean a thing
It’s all about luck
I’m lucky
Or at least I thought I was
I can never be hurt or broken
I will never suffer heartache
Or know love like you do
Now answer me this
Don’t you think I’m lucky?
You and I are the same except for one thing
You have his heart and I am heartless