I want not to want, we are no longer the same I will scatter him like smoke
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Circles on the water, a little on the bottom
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And a lipstick mark
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I better not know about wet asphalt
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And about a million incoming
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And I'm not evil, I just can't
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Remember him more often
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It does not happen without him and with him
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I'm always somewhere near,
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And I shared my dreams
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Equally "before" and "after"
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I'll stick myself to him with adhesive tape
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I'll put it on to be warmer
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And I'm from the sky, as if this rain
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Strokes him with drops on the cheek
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I'll stick myself to him with adhesive tape
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I will put it on and fasten it
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And not at ease when from that
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That I miss him no more
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For a hundred reasons, in fact a draw
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And it's quite common
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Dry bitter, and the heart beats
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Almost nothing about him
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Everything that can not be forgotten chills a little
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I'll put it on my shoulders
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He is somewhere inside, he suddenly gets sick
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And as if it became easier
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It does not happen without him and with him
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I'm always somewhere near,
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And I shared my dreams
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Equally "before" and "after"
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I'll stick myself to him with adhesive tape
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I'll put it on to be warmer
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And I'm from the sky, as if this rain
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Strokes him with drops on the cheek
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I'll stick myself to him with adhesive tape
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I will put it on and fasten it
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And not at ease when from that
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That I miss him no more
|
I'll stick myself to him with adhesive tape
|
I'll stick myself to him with adhesive tape
|
I'll put it on to be warmer
|
And I'm from the sky, as if this rain
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Strokes him with drops on the cheek
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I'll stick myself to him with adhesive tape
|
I will put it on and fasten it
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And not at ease when from that
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That I miss him no more
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I'll stick myself to him with adhesive tape |