The Conqouring
My broken HeartBreaks in two,
But then again,
What is new?
I blame myself...
But do i blame you?
What if what I thought I wanted wasnt really true?
Chorus:
I gotta pick up all my broken pieces
Clue 'em back together,
Sew the stiches
I gotta give you my love,
My whole Heart,
My everything.
Accept my mistakes,
and come back to reality.
Repeat Chorus
It's so hard, to forgive and forget
How would i know?
Well i havent yet
But with you by my side
I know i'll be fine,
'Cause we can conqure anything!
So i'll pick up all my broken pieces,
Sew up all those,
Torn, ripped stiches.
Because we have Conqured everything.
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