i believe in you
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i don't believe
in magic
but i do
believe in you
-somehow they are not the same
There’s scar tissue.
On my head, my arms, everywhere and anywhere.
Behind every scar a memory, a story.
Happy memories, and not so happy memories,
Stop hiding yourself
Stop worrying about your singing voice so much
You’ve been hiding yourself long enough
Shine your colors
Break free from the prism you’re in
I almost made it through the year unscathed.Life's funny that way.Had me thinking things were all good,but the impending stormknew better.
