Our feelings were ruined by screams,
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Or maybe we didn’t love at all
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In my hand I squeeze cigs and cricket
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Heart beats in a frantic rhythm
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And if everything was just a game
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Then I would probably play again
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After all, you were very close to me
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Like a whistle from a bullet at the temple
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I can't let you go so easily
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I can't, I can't erase you from me
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Among the passers-by - there are no such similar
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You decorated my life like a tattoo on the skin
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Everyone assured that we can not be together
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That we are as different as summer and winter
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And now tell us why and what
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We are nobody to each other
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And if this is not love, then what is
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Just a phantom of dreams
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All this is an illusion and self-deception
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It's just a beautiful dream
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And if this is not love, then what is
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Just a phantom of dreams
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All this is an illusion and self-deception
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It's just a beautiful dream
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And if this is not love, then what is
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We just liked the war with you
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We were reconciled by a bottle of red wine
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When a scandal came to visit us without knocking
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In bars and clubs - there is no one like you
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I went around all the places, all these fools are not like that
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If you don't need me, scrap me
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Well, why is it so hard to just silently leave
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Wherever, wherever, wherever - I was not
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I wanted to teleport to you
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Like a bird or ashes across the sky
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We couldn't survive this storm
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Rain, I'm standing under a black umbrella
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I whisper softly and look at your house
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The light is dim in your windows
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As before, only I'm not there anymore
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And if this is not love, then what is
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Just a phantom of dreams
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All this is an illusion and self-deception
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It's just a beautiful dream
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And if this is not love, then what is
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Just a phantom of dreams
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All this is an illusion and self-deception
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It's just a beautiful dream |