there are things we do that we’re not proud of… like not proud of at all in all levels!
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Life goes on, it gets so heavy; the wheel breaks the butterfly.
Every tear a waterfall; in the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes; in the night the stormy night away she'd fly
and dreams of
Paradise
there are things we do that we’re not proud of… like not proud of at all in all levels!
