| And let everyone scream.
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| What is between us Love, but not true.
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| From the lips of all these false bitches.
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| And that you chose the wrong one.
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| And let everyone scream.
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| What is between us Love, but not true.
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| From the lips of all these false bitches.
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| And that you chose the wrong one.
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| Until the end of years.
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| While the heart is beating.
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| Despite the fashion and trend, I will hang on you alone.
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| You are like a mysterious world, my visa.
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| Lyrics without caprice you are the main feature.
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| I admit, I've been in strange places.
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| This love cannot be understood in words.
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| The horizon of love is endless.
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| We will never reveal all the secrets.
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| And even if there was a sweet dream.
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| I wouldn't be so in love.
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| Touch your heart with your palms.
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| I froze in front of you.
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| You know, in this city there is only malice and envy.
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| But they will never get into our vicious circle with you.
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| And let them scream, everyone scream...
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| And let everyone scream.
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| What is between us Love, but not true.
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| From the lips of all these false bitches.
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| And that you chose the wrong one.
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| And let everyone scream.
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| What is between us Love, but not true.
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| From the lips of all these false bitches.
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| And that you chose the wrong one.
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| Without your gentle hands, I seem to fall into the abyss.
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| None of these bitches will be my bride.
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| You are mine forever, I am your only angel and despot.
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| I love you different, drunk and sober.
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| You are my most valuable thing in this world.
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| Before these charms, I know, powerless.
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| My lips are drawn to you.
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| And let them weave intrigues behind your back, bitches.
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| Touch your heart with your palms.
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| I froze in front of you.
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| You know, in this city there is only malice and envy.
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| But they will never get into our vicious circle with you.
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| And let them scream, everyone scream...
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| And let everyone scream.
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| What is between us Love, but not true.
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| From the lips of all these false bitches.
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| And that you chose the wrong one.
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| And let everyone scream.
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| What is between us Love, but not true.
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| From the lips of all these false bitches.
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| And that you chose the wrong one. |