JennaMarwell

All those years of being tortured I felt the same And all those years og being slaughtered I felt the same But unlike you I didn't have a guide to pull me through So take my hand And I'll walk with you Don't be afraid to say I want to walk the other way Shut your eyes, think it through I'm sure I'll walk with you Don't give up, go on Remember where you come from Tomorrow we'll be gone All those times we laughed together I remember, do you? And all those times we cried together I only cry with you I understand when your tears drop in the sand We shouldn't care, we'll walk to the end Don't be afraid to say I want to walk th