Dear Diary 2: I Wish歌词-Kris Will

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Dear diary

I wish that birthday

Candles wishes were real

So what's the deal

Dear diary

I wish that shooting

Star wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that birthday

Candle wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that shooting

Star wishes were real

So what's the deal?

I wish I could take the pain away

I wish we could see a better day

I wish this wasn't happening

Battling is gambling

Roll the dice and it keeps

Landing on the same fate

Disaster in the stars

I look back at my tracks

The truth in the future

I look back at the past

My mind can sail away

If I can untether the anchor

I can pretend that I'm happy

But it keeps bringing up anger

Cause I need answers

600 million a year

And no cure for cancer

Does it matter that out there

There's a girl that's fading

With a whole world shattered?

Made plans for ever after

But the whole thing's backwards

Waiting, breaking

Having to embrace it

Raging fires inside us

Aching to take us

Impatiently plaguing

Dormant for the sake of

Brave faced faking

As soon as she wake up

Dear diary,

I wish that birthday

Candles wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that shooting

Star wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that birthday

Candle wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that shooting

Star wishes were real

So what's the deal

I wish that life took a night off

We'd ride off

Take you where you like girl

If we could trade off night calls

It would be priceless

Put this behind us

That's not how life works

Hey rose, tell them so they know

We don't pick flowers

So they bloom and they grow

Life dug a grave

But we built meadows

And you needed light

So we took you out the shadows

To be stuck

In the shadows can haunt

Grip on reality can be torn

From your hand

And mauled

And everything that you planned

Distorts to a storm

Thoughts are now jammed

Cordially invited,

To water down all excitement

It's starting to feel like

We forgot what excite meant

But we muster up the bravery,

Smile through the pain

Act like we're ok

And pray for another day

Dear diary

I wish that birthday

Candles wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that shooting

Star wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that birthday

Candle wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that shooting

Star wishes were real

So what's the deal

Dear diary

I wish that birthday

Candles wishes were real

So what's the deal?

Dear diary

I wish that shooting

Star wishes were real

So what's the deal?