where the broken hearts stay :(

goin' down to lonesome town , to cry my troubles away

in the town of broken dreams , the streets are filled with regret

maybe down in lonesome town
i can learn to forget

headache

my life is not what it was

it's me hi i'm the problem it's me <<

she says , you don't want to be like me , don't want to see all the things i've seen
i'm dyin', i'm dyin'

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{وَمَا تَوْفِيقِي إِلَّا بِاللَّهِ ۚ عَلَيْهِ تَوَكَّلْتُ وَإِلَيْهِ أُنِيبُ}

headache

so much dark , i can't see the light

now ,all i have is my imagination .

i cant find aword describe these days**

They made it simple