Sometimes the sun is sometimes cold, sometimes hot, sometimes warm.
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Sometimes my heart was like a stone, sometimes it was broken
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Sometimes you don't understand your hot wound, fresh fresh pain
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Sometimes you want to shout but you can't because your voice is hoarse
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Do you always have nightmares, those who scatter black in your dreams?
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It's easy to get divorced single, they're always vain, quick-runs
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I wish it wasn't a gun, but wooden slings
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Maybe spring will always come before the seagulls
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Tell the mirror every morning where am I
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I said then I thought I'm a passenger I'm on a journey
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I met a body at every stop, I'm in sorrow
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When you get on the train, I'm on the train
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Maybe at another stop, maybe in another city
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Maybe in another bed, maybe on my deathbed
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Sometimes the solution is bad, sometimes the solution is bad
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Sometimes the solution is escaping, sometimes the solution is daring
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Let the seagulls leave my sea
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How angry songs love not love tired leaves
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Smile, they say I'm saved, they don't understand me
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I have a shout, then let them go
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If you went to look for someone, it's different.
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Loyal life to some, situation to others
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If there is respect, stay, otherwise the solution is to run.
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After all, you don't like it in your glass that it overflows
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It's really hard to write these, it's like breaking down the walls
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Sometimes looking back is like throwing away all the future
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Lighting dreams softly with a lighter like tobacco
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throw yourself out of a void from everything to go
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Let the seagulls leave my sea
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How angry songs love not love tired leaves
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Smile, they say I'm saved, they don't understand me
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I have a shout, then let them go
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The wounds are in my heart, thieves
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Tomorrow is stealing from you, yesterday
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you're coming too ah
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After the lapels, you're burning ah ah |