the thing call *it
each time i sees part of it
i'll start to tear away
each time i hold someone hand
and wanna talk about it
i'll start to fade away
each time i start thinkin about it
i can't stop lettin it fall again
everythin seems so troubled
everythin seems so not right
but yet
i have not met the right one
to let it all out at once
when will i find the one
when will everythin gonna be fine
coz i hate to face day after day
with no solution, with no end...
someone,
help me find my way
coz my journey actually..
has not even yet started as of today..
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Hanya engkau yang mampu taklukkan hatiku
*no one knows
no one will understand
am the happy mankind
that no one will realize what's behind
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