The worst is over now and we can breathe again I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Cause I'm broken when I'm open And I don't feel like I am strong enough Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away
I hate classes like my Business Information Management class. It's quite honestly a waste of time to me. Perhaps because I have conditioned myself to my accounting courses, but I really don't feel like I need busy work
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