I used to have so much faith and trust one you, because I was treated like queen of your world.
I still do, that's why when the faith and trust shaken, my world colapse.
Tried so hard to pull everything back together, felt so pity for myself.
But I know that I have to fight, the last fight. With no regrets.
We had pocket full of love, is there any quota for this?
I don't know what I'm fighting for, but right now I'm not gonna give up.
I need to gain back my confidence and march like a soldier.
Good bye September, welcome October.