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Intro
I'll be honest: my patience has come and gone.
I messed up bad this time.
I apologize for my poor appearance, and ever awful pronunciation.
I'm shot, full of hope and I'm slightly intoxicated.
Yet I'm searching for something more.
And I long for so much more.
It's a disappointment that's far too much to cope with,
when everything is a fabrication.
Our lives, our hopes, our dreams, our love was all exaggerated.
Yet I'm searching for something more.
And how I've longed for a little bit more.
(like 24 times) last bar of build up us -
Here I am to admit defeat, I've never been one to beg pardon, yet I'm on my
knees.
I've tried my best to smile, but it's hard when you look up for the stars
and ask the sky when they're coming back.
- until end.
End with
Cheers,
Amache