Mary belongs to the words of a song.
I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her.
But she will not wait for me, anymore.
Why did I say all those things before? I was sure.
Mary's alive in the bright New York sky,
the city lights shine for her, above them I cry for her.
Everything's small on the ground below, down below.
What if I fall, then where would I go, would she know?
I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her.
But she will not wait for me, anymore.
Why did I say all those things before? I was sure.
Mary's alive in the bright New York sky,
the city lights shine for her, above them I cry for her.
Everything's small on the ground below, down below.
What if I fall, then where would I go, would she know?
SHE IS THE ONE.
-- but i have a purpose and i have to fight this villain i can't knock down.SHE IS THE ONE. all that i wanted; and i will be haunted; this GIFT is my CURSE for now!
I see your face with every punch I take,
and every bone I break, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
still I will always fight on for you.
KAZAAAAM!!!
and every bone I break, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
still I will always fight on for you.
KAZAAAAM!!!
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