I Know The pages of these stories are burnin' up, The colors of these rainbows are turnin' black, I've been where you are now, Hiding in the shadows, I know, And they say you can't break hearts that are already broken, but I see it everyday, You've been thrashed, you've been hurt, you've been thrown against a wall, I know, You hide your secrets, And it's like walking on broken glass,
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