How did you fit the sun into your smile?
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It turns my heart into the desert
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Rains flowing from your eyes
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It turns deserts into a flood
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Storms in your hair
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While I'm still working in my soul
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They said: «What is this girl?»
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I said: "Calamity, disaster!"
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Disaster
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This girl is a disaster, a disaster
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If your eyes touch my eyes
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apocalypse doomsday
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You created an earthquake in my world
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This bastard still rocks
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I lost my heart again
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Oh disaster, disaster
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It rains bombs when we make love to this city
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Blows hit my soul
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Substances when I think of you and drink hr
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I'm silent to you, I can't speak, I'm hungry, I'm silent to you
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I could never tell you about me, me to you
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Your storms broke, your waves drowned
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My lies have multiplied
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My tomorrows remained at the bottom of their lava
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The lightning bolt of his rage struck in full force
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What greatness of longing is different from the abyss
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What one percent of hell is comfortable for you
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My house, my roof, my window, my door, that one flew out of my head
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The sky fell to the ground, it slipped away
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bad, very bad
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Both love and curse
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always go on
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trouble and trouble
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Disaster
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This girl is a disaster, a disaster
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If your eyes touch my eyes
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apocalypse doomsday
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You created an earthquake in my world
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This bastard still rocks
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I lost my heart again
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Oh disaster, disaster |