Let Me Tell You
I've thrown away everything.
I think about my decisions, the tears they sting.
Wondering what tomorrow will bring;
Just another sad song for me to sing.
Just another attempt to conquer this thing.
Just another day trying to fly with broken wings.
You've thrown away everything.
Think about your decisions, the tears they'll sting.
Let me tell you what tomorrow will bring;
Just another sad song for you to sing.
Another failed attempt to conquer this thing.
But somehow you'll still fly away, even with broken wings.
Jarred Shah
8/24/2020
10:17am
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