| I still remember every hour
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| Every second has been ours
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| Far away from any burden
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| We met eyes without a curtain
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| Headless into a new sensation
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| Weather brain nor fear or patience
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| Careless we had a game to play
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| You crossed my way for twenty days
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| Why don’t you just heal
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| The yearning that I feel?
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| Hey, what we called a game
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| Is more than just a handful of pain
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| We go the wrong ways
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| Cause I believe it’s more than just a handful of pain
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| We go the wrong ways
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| Cause I believe it’s more than just a handful of pain
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| We’re different colours, different nature
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| Both we were like pupil and teacher
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| It’s a puzzle with two pieces
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| Still not done 'cause one still misses
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| Helpless I go through unknown stages
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| A chapter of life which has missing pages
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| Torture’s not only physical
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| It pains unbound
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| Way, way down
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| Why don’t you just heal
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| The yearning that I feel?
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| Hey, what we called a game
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| Is more than just a handful of pain
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| We go the wrong ways
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| Cause I believe it’s more than just a handful of pain
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| We go the wrong ways
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| Cause I believe it’s more than just a handful of pain |