the chubby chubby chubb
To anyone that ever told you that you're no good, they're no better.
I'm emotionally and physically strong, 'cause baby I'm bulletproof Y Y Y
tell me how to put up a strong front when you're on the verge on breaking down... tell me how to smile when your cheeks feels so stiff and heavy that your face muscles just cant lift it up. just what the hell is wrong...
at then end of the day. the problem is always me. the one who created the mess, the nonsense. I was the one who's always wrong and at fault. no doubts.
still, was that move wrong? or nothing is right from the begining?