why is it always my fault?
Whenever there is fire I keep asking myself, "Who's the liar?" At the every end of the line, I don't know if I am fine Yes, we make up 'cause it's our heart's option But, I still want to ask you this one question Why is it always my fault When you know that I gave you my all? © Domar Esmabe
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