| This is the end of your trust
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| My favourite dreams have turned into dust
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| Nobody can stop us
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| Well, this is the end of my proud
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| We need no attention We just need more time
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| To answer this question
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| We just need more time
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| To use our discretion
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| Stay! |
| Feel the pain!
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| It’s cold so cold!
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| And we play someone’s game
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| Called love, love!
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| This is the end of your touch
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| We’re standing accused, need each other so much
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| We’re standing confused now
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| Well, this is the end of the kiss
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| There’s no reason to doubt, no reason for fear
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| No reason for promise
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| That no one could keep
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| No reason to promise
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| We must Stay! |
| Feel the pain!
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| It’s cold, so cold!
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| And we play someone’s game
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| Called love, love! |