In my bed where I lay,
I let my bed feel my shred,
But now,
Not again.
There is no rain of tears anymore.
So that I could speak to you,
"Maybe you shouldn't come back"
Because,
I already moving on.
In my bed where I lay,
I let my bed feel my shred,
But now,
Not again.
There is no rain of tears anymore.
So that I could speak to you,
"Maybe you shouldn't come back"
Because,
I already moving on.