89

You’ve discovered quite soon what being broken means
You’ve been hurted, hurted, hurted [I realize]

But remember that life goes on
Hurting and searching and loving and shaking
Time goes by and we always need someone
[Someone to dream with]

So keep a little bit of faith
Which can guide you or even guide us
Through this dark path we’ve found
Because we have been both hurted, hurted, hurted

Not always waving hands will be in the way
Just ‘cause all the hands are different
And we’re different ‘cause we’re changing
Although we’re hurted, hurted, hurted

However you could feel like dying sometimes
Don’t forget, little angel, pain’s secret
Because, at the end, being hurted, hurted, hurted
Means being alive…

PD. I wrote this a few minutes ago. I’m wondering if it could result some nice lyrics… but it seems very typical to me. Give me your point of view, please :)

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