NOTHING
once the hardest exam is now the nauseous memories
Because of the hardship now I face
Beautiful days is only the hope
Hardest days is not that tough
soul becomes tired
Salt is all over the wound
The burned match stick fall from...
Because of the hardship now I face
Beautiful days is only the hope
Hardest days is not that tough
soul becomes tired
Salt is all over the wound
The burned match stick fall from...