Sometimes my jantung feels pain,
And I try to hide it away.
And sometimes my jantung is made of glass,
And with one touch you'll brake me into a million little pieces.
Sometimes my jantung is made of stone,
And it becomes untouchable and shows no emotions.
Sometimes my jantung is hot,
And the cinta for anda becomes unbareitable.
Sometimes my jantung is cold,
It's cold because it's been broken to many times and is hurt.
My jantung can be,
In pain,
Made of Glass,
Made of Stone,
Hot and Cold.
But always know that I will cinta anda forever....
My love..
Even if this is the last time I will see your face.
I cinta you.
So cinta me,
And hold me.
And rap me up
And breath me.
Because with out you,
i'm nothing....
So cinta me until anda can't
cinta me to make me smile..
Just give me this one last wish.
Just me with all your heart
cinta me till my jantung stops.
Because I cinta you..
Fierce & Love
Mallory McDonald
And I try to hide it away.
And sometimes my jantung is made of glass,
And with one touch you'll brake me into a million little pieces.
Sometimes my jantung is made of stone,
And it becomes untouchable and shows no emotions.
Sometimes my jantung is hot,
And the cinta for anda becomes unbareitable.
Sometimes my jantung is cold,
It's cold because it's been broken to many times and is hurt.
My jantung can be,
In pain,
Made of Glass,
Made of Stone,
Hot and Cold.
But always know that I will cinta anda forever....
My love..
Even if this is the last time I will see your face.
I cinta you.
So cinta me,
And hold me.
And rap me up
And breath me.
Because with out you,
i'm nothing....
So cinta me until anda can't
cinta me to make me smile..
Just give me this one last wish.
Just me with all your heart
cinta me till my jantung stops.
Because I cinta you..
Fierce & Love
Mallory McDonald
Mourning souls of the disappearing
Slowly thoughts fill my mind
As my end seems to be nearing
I knew this hari would come someday
But why right here and now?
And leaving soon, to my dismay
As tears streak down my face
I finally whisper good-bye
As i feel like a rose, clocked in black lace
As I tried to cover my depression
In which I truly lacked
It's very hard to break
Something that has already been cracked
As if my sadness came alive
I still have lebih to dread
They always berkata "Time will heal all wounds"
But what if I'm already dead
Slowly thoughts fill my mind
As my end seems to be nearing
I knew this hari would come someday
But why right here and now?
And leaving soon, to my dismay
As tears streak down my face
I finally whisper good-bye
As i feel like a rose, clocked in black lace
As I tried to cover my depression
In which I truly lacked
It's very hard to break
Something that has already been cracked
As if my sadness came alive
I still have lebih to dread
They always berkata "Time will heal all wounds"
But what if I'm already dead
