| Once somebody sang I will never again
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| Fall in what they called «Love» Ha…
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| But a pair of green eyes and the sky did shine in gold
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| Now I’m lying here and my heart is spilled
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| Allover the dirty floor and between empty bottles and ashtray
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| Covered by a shade of smoke
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| And all I’m able to do
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| Is staring outside into
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| The far world she lives in
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| To see the sun…
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| Drifting away
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| Don’t get me wrong I like when I’m in love
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| But I hate the way I’m weak, I’m
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| Without shield and armour and words can get in deep
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| Still I m lying here and my heart is spilled
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| Allover the dirty floor and between empty bottles and ashtray
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| Covered by a shade of smoke
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| And so I wrote her name down
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| With my blood on a piece
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| Of paper and set it on fire
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| To watch the ash…
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| Drifting away |