I fear the struggle
I fear the strife
A fear of death
A fear of life
I fear for you
You fear for me
I fear for what
Will come to be

Blossoms bloom so fine
Only to fall from the vine
I will grown an orchard
Filled with broken portraits

I got a feeling
I'm just scared
I'll start believing
When I see you there
Life's a portion
When you die it's done
Pretend your something
Not fooling anyone.

Blossoms bloom so fine
Only to fall from the vine
I will grown an orchard
Filled with broken portraits


Lyrics submitted by Thienskater

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