الكلمات
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I got a fatal heart, I'm tried to living
Got a tortured soul, I can't give it away
Gonna find a line, to get me through to reason
Gonna bury it all just to give it a name
I hate the taste but I carry I'm believin'
I hate the taste but I'd do it again
I hate the taste but I carry I'm believin'
Yeah I hate the taste but I'd do it all again
I'd say I told you so but I'd know you never listen
You're the only one I ever can't assure
There's a fine line between fool and heartache
It's the fatal sign that makes heartache fools
