| I don't know when you lost me
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| I don't know where you are now
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| I was looking in the mirror and it wasn't me in the reflection
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| You said "don't change", how could I?
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| You started each sentence by saying "this time it will be different"
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| It's the taste of sex, then a thicker taste
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| That "I want you here and now" feeling
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| And I cut you in, now you count the hours
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| Do you say I hurt you? |
| No, I did you a favor
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| I ripped off your wings, and without wings you don't fly
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| We broke in two, we fix ourselves
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| And now you'd like to give them to me, doll, Annabelle
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| I'm not that great at saying goodbye
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| But I'm the number one to walk away
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| I don't want these bitches, thirsty for shoes
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| Bags and dinners, you and me like Venus and Mars
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| I saw you at the club
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| I already knew that when it ended it would hurt
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| What is left?
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| What is left?
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| Apart from the broken dishes and all your memories
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| What is left?
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| What is left?
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| Apart from the broken dishes and all my memories
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| There is not left
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| Nothing
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| You and me walking around in the street smoking chocolate
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| Sorry if I laugh but you loved me more when drunk
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| Imagine me with Sara, or Giulia if she learns
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| You gave me everything and I made you run mascara
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| Learn your lesson, there is no love in the world
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| Only interest and we had a very good reason
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| To lose direction, you were weird
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| "Who's that whore?" |
| it had become my middle name
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| Argue for hours, I had to be careful
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| The fourth dimension in our space-time
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| With your eyes closed you see me
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| They say "learn to love what you have or life teaches you to love what you had"
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| Back on my feet, no one can fly
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| You saw me shine, you saw me bleed
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| I saw you at the club
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| I already knew when this ends this will hurt
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| What is left?
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| What is left?
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| Apart from the broken dishes and all your memories
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| What is left?
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| What is left?
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| Apart from the broken dishes and all my memories
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| There is not left
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| Nothing
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| There is no justice like those who hunt for ivory
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| Even an angel would give wings for your purgatory
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| And I dragged you with me to hell
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| And getting out of it is like telling a junkie to stay still
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| It's like living by the sea but it's always winter
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| An experiment by a clumsy god did this to us and now it is eternal fire
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| I would like to rewind the lost time, have you back now
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| Just to tell a beautiful lie to myself
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| What is left?
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| What is left?
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| Apart from the broken dishes and all your memories
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| What is left?
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| What is left?
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| Apart from the broken dishes and all my memories
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| There is not left
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| Nothing |