| Peeling paint on closing doors
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| The echoing sound of late night calls
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| The memories are coming back
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| Of things that I’ve done wrong
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| I’m sorry for the freedoms that I’ve taken
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| The boundaries that I keep on breaking
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| Still still trying but I’ve lost count
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| Of things that I’ve done wrong
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| I was running round and wild crashing into walls
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| Running so fast I always know but you’re never sure
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| All I’ve got is this love it might not be enough
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| It’s full of mistakes, full of regrets,
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| It’s limitless,
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| It’s limitless
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| Underneath my careless ways
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| Deep inside the truth remains
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| I cover it up soulfulness
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| The things that I’ve done wrong
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| I recognize my foolish self
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| The things that I’ve done wrong
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| I was running round and wild crashing into walls
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| Running so fast I always know but you’re never sure
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| All I’ve got is this love it might not be enough
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| It’s full of mistakes, full of regrets,
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| It’s limitless,
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| It’s limitless.
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| (Merci à Shiioban pour cettes paroles) |