PAROLES
Pieces of me
Falling out
Into your hell
I thought I’d bordered up
And when I reach there
And when I reach there
We were young then
Called it a bruise
But I’m not ashamed
The illness is in you
And when I reach there
And when I reach there
I’ll be filled with
All the love in me
Knowing no prison
Will ever make me free
Pieces of mе
Pieces of me
Piеces of me
