كلمات Fight

Why is it easier to corrupt the things we love? For we never let those things to breathe So, we’re just keeping the press till we get any end Such a nice control, then we forget I was not made to please you You’re filthy and mad I couldn’t even fight you back I promise that I won’t forget Your friends will say I tease you Their words will say that I didn’t wanna fight you back That closer I did let you get God, is it true that when we die we turn into stars? It feels like my soul’s not coming back To carry on I convinced myself I'm still alive I was too much young and not the first I was not made to please you You’re filthy and mad I couldn’t even fight you back I promise that I won’t forget Your friends will say I tease you Their words will say that I didn’t wanna fight you back That closer I did let you get