They don’t have to know
Let the sky drizzled the rain, and drenched me in sorrow
The beautiful horizon emblazoned by darkness
Trying to move, wanting to open the door that you shut
One hand is holding a red rose, symbol of madness
Pieces of me scattered in your cruel-loving heart
Will never pick it up, will never stoop that low
They don’t have to know
We don’t have to show
Let them talk things that we can’t undo
Feel the wind circling our body, snap back into reality
Free the mind, find ways to destiny
Heartache always taught us to be strong
From now on I will not listen any of our soul-shattering song
Will never forget, will never forgive
We don’t have to show
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