I drank cold wine in the cold
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You should have been in my bosom tonight
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Both guilty and innocent
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Taste in my blood like rotten wine
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We're already so drunk
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We're dead until we die
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You're sorry or you're down
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Superficial or ruined
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Your moonlight has landed in my city again
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The pain doesn't go away, we just get used to it
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A little cold, with a headache
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Maybe we'll succeed if we're side by side
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On the way back and forth, I can't forget actually
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If I fill your glass again with cold wine
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On the way back and forth, I can't forget actually
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If I fill your glass again with cold wine
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Your moonlight has landed in my city again
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The pain doesn't go away, we just get used to it
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A little cold, with a headache
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Maybe we'll succeed if we're side by side
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On the way back and forth, I can't forget actually
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If I fill your glass again with cold wine
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On the way back and forth, I can't forget actually
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If I fill your glass again with cold wine
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On the way back and forth, I can't forget actually
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If I fill your glass again with cold wine
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On the way back and forth, I can't forget actually
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If you fill my glass again with cold wine |