| I forgot the numbers, but I still remembered yesterday
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| Is this love? |
| Is this our chillout?
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| My head has become like a forgotten closet,
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| Clouds are floating, in harmony, the wind is shaking the streets with heaps of lamps.
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| Okay, I'm leaving again, not irrevocably,
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| Different, I try not to repeat myself here, but
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| It's easier to lose notes after finding and writing,
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| As if heaven is crying for us this morning again.
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| And I saw you in a dream, and you me, shyly starting to blush,
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| I just didn’t know what to talk about with her, the snow was melting.
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| I'm all dumb, because in a letter, our Disney was buried,
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| For a long time, contours, lines, cold palms,
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| They will warm you with warmth, no matter what is in this bottle.
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| Do you remember summer, you are smoking on the balcony downstairs
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| I drink alcohol, there is no question that I was in a coma there.
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| Chorus:
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| And it doesn't matter to both of us here?
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| That everyone seemed to be the most dear.
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| The past was easily erased to zero
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| And as we leave, we feel the eyes on our backs.
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| And it doesn't matter to both of us here?
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| That everyone seemed to be the most dear.
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| The past was easily erased to zero
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| And as we leave, we feel the eyes on our backs.
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| And they want to love you so much
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| Telling your parents that you are so awesome.
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| Become a silhouette in wide open eyes
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| Everyone loves the soul, of course, no one looks back.
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| And anyway, fuck who wants to tell you
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| Down the tangent, you will fall until you
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| You won’t remind her of yourself, by calling in the morning,
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| He'll stab something when he says that your tone is unfamiliar.
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| She, and in your memory, will remember that time,
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| When you were allegedly together and where.
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| The answer is whose fault you want repetitions,
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| And so, from dust, caps and songs.
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| And, you know, everything is somehow ridiculous here
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| Spring, summer is there, and in the morning you are shaking from the chill.
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| And you feel inside along the way the surf is out again,
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| And I would die of thirst if these lakes were not here.
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| Chorus:
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| And it doesn't matter to both of us here?
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| That everyone seemed to be the most dear.
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| The past was easily erased to zero
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| And as we leave, we feel the eyes on our backs.
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| And it doesn't matter to both of us here?
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| That everyone seemed to be the most dear.
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| The past was easily erased to zero
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| And as we leave, we feel the eyes on our backs.
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| New songs and their lyrics |