From last night, I realized that I was lonely than ever
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Prishb, yeah Dorothy makes me worse nervous
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Hit the rock, hit the rock, which I miss again
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I miss you, ring the bell, ring the bell
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The bitch that I died from this
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Do not leave me alone, well after this
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Paint and paint, stain black
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Fill all the skies with balloons and kites
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Fill me with silence and fill me with miracles
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Fill me and the thorns of my heart with flowers again
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Last night again, this crazy night happened with your photo
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The nightmare again was an excuse and a hatred and a headache
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Last night again, this crazy night happened with your photo
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The nightmare again was an excuse and a hatred and a headache
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Me and a complete blackout, with a world that I go to
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Me and permanent residence, you and your heart have a purpose
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In this upside down world, you are my only gift
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I'm a bitch without you and I cry every night
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Me and household items, me and wings and feathers and soul
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We are all attached to you, I do not know you anymore
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Me and my world and my future, me and my ashes and my home
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We are all gathered for you and I can not be alone
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Last night again, this crazy night happened with your photo
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The nightmare again was an excuse and a hatred and a headache
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Last night again, this crazy night happened with your photo
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The nightmare again was an excuse and a hatred and a headache
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پریشب…
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I was thrown from the height of your gaze, this night
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My heart has broken glass, you hit the stone, hit the stone
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My wound hurts in the middle of my head, you grab it, grab it
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My house is full of darkness, you come and close the window
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My eye has no light, you poison it, the poison of the eye
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Yes, I love you, come and blame me
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Give it to me now, come and make it worse
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Yes, my thin and tired heart, crush my pride
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I'm sending flowers to fill in your story
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Yes, I love you, come and blame me
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Give it to me now, come and make it worse
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Yes, my thin and tired heart, crush my pride
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I'm sending flowers to fill in your story
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Last night again, this crazy night happened with your photo
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The nightmare again was an excuse and a hatred and a headache
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Last night again, this crazy night happened with your photo
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The nightmare again was an excuse and a hatred and a headache
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پریشب… ، این دیونه…
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The nightmare again was an excuse and a hatred and a headache
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Last night I told myself to wait and learn
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One year, two years, but fifteen years, twenty years
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Despite the death of the brother of the dead, what you did not kill strengthens you
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Oh, get rid of it |