Broken

Faces Of March

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Covered in roses
The bittersweet is creepin' in
The walls are fading
And I feel myself giving in

Cuz now i know that
I can't turn back now
It's just too late for me

Cuz I'm broken
Laying here beside you
Think I'm fallin'
Every time I touch you
And I can't make up my mind
If I should stick around this time

Whispering nothing
From my lips so silently
If you looked inside me
I'd be afraid of what you'd see