Fractured Love-文本歌词

Fractured Love-文本歌词

Gii Goodaii
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You…, hu,hu,uhu… I am, ha, hmm… I’m just human, nothing more to see, A simple soul with no wealth to carry. Beauty fades, it’s only a lease, A fleeting gift from the hands of peace. You adored me, but did you ever know? There’s more to me than just what shows. But promises you made, you couldn’t keep, Your love was shallow, it cuts so deep. You adored me, but did you ever know? There’s more to me than just what shows. But promises you made, you couldn’t keep, Your love was shallow, it cuts so deep. The happiness I thought I’d embrace. Gone with the wind, it slipped away, Is this the price of love I have to pay? Life is brief, not a road that’s endless, Every step carved in fate so restless. A fragile frame to build my story, I trace each line, seeking my glory. Shattered love, we lost direction, Stranded souls in quiet isolation. Holding on where hope starts to fade, Living through scars that love has made. You adored me, but now I see, It was an illusion, not reality. Your smile deceived, love was a lie, You left when vows no longer tied. I still recall that fleeting face, Now a ghost in an empty space. Time erases, pain sinks deep, A love so real, now buried asleep. Life is brief, not a road that’s endless, Every step carved in fate so restless. A fragile frame to build my story, I trace each line, seeking my glory. Shattered love, we lost direction, Stranded souls in quiet isolation. Holding on where hope starts to fade, Living through scars that love has made. Every heartbeat feels so fragile, Breaking apart, love’s own spiral. Can we mend what’s lost in time, Or let it go, leave pain behind? Life is brief, not a road that’s endless, Every step carved in fate so restless. A fragile frame to build my story, I trace each line, seeking my glory. Shattered love, we lost direction, Stranded souls in quiet isolation. Holding on where hope starts to fade, Living through scars that love has made. Happiness fades, it leaves no trace, Love’s a puzzle, it’s a fleeting grace. If we don’t try to fill the frame, Our story ends in sorrow’s name.