All about the fame, all about the fortune
happyhour
What I've felt, what I've known, turn the pages, turn to stone. Behind the door, should I open it for you? What I've felt, what I've known, sick and tired, I stand alone. Could you be there? 'Cause I'm the one that waits for you, or are you unforgiven too?
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