| I would like to be that faith that blesses your life
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| I would like to be your coffee and wake up
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| In the mornings arrive at your door
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| To tell you that I don't love you anymore
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| To tell you that I have already forgotten you
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| To take revenge for all your deceit and
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| I have to swear that I don't miss you anymore
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| And I would tell you that it doesn't hurt anymore
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| And feel guilty for your crying
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| I want you to love me madly
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| so you know how you left me
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| Being in your place and you in mine
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| So you know how the cold burns
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| The feeling of this sad letter
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| Out of your pain and not mine
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| I would like to find a love
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| make me fall in love again
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| And renew the illusion that died
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| That morning you went to my room
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| And you told me that you forgot
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| And you told me love, I don't love you anymore
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| And you took me away from your feelings
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| And you threw me into this suffering
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| And since then the rain does not fall
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| And since then I no longer have a soul
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| In exchange for the fact that my soul has been yours
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| In your presence I no longer have anything
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| And it's like when your innocence arrives
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| And it is returned because it has been false
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| I don't want you to believe yourself the guilty anymore
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| If it's not your fault that you don't have a soul
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| And I would tell you that it doesn't hurt anymore
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| And feel guilty for your crying
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| I want you to love me madly
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| so you know how you left me
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| Being in your place and you in mine
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| So you know how the cold burns
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| The feeling of this sad letter
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| Out of your pain and not mine |