Typecast. The Infatuation Is Always There. Breathe Through The Glass. أعطى القوس باريها. الشغف الشديد هناك دائما. التنفس عن طريق زجاج.
...And so has life You speak of things that don't make sense The crashing wind That blinds my eyes Let me see you one more time [Refrain:] Breathe through the glass
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