I am, maybe
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the only one to blame for being the way I am
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Forgive me, I didn't mean to upset you
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It was not my intention
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tears in solitude
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later, a bouquet of roses
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A thousand pardons do not take away the value
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You ask me for more, more than I can give
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further… (?)
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you ask for more and more
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I see in you animal instinct,
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you really scare me
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It will be because I love you
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but something is killing my dream
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I would like to wake up
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it will be for so many kisses
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that I do not see in you extinguishing
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treat me like a woman
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Inside you, you hide that devil
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that dominates your being
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and of impression, I walk between the snow, the cold, snow and fear
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tears in solitude
|
later, a bouquet of roses
|
A thousand pardons do not take away the value
|
You ask me for more, more than I can give
|
further… (?)
|
you ask for more and more
|
I see in you animal instinct,
|
you really scare me
|
It will be because I love you
|
but something is killing my dream
|
I would like to wake up
|
it will be for so many kisses
|
that I do not see in you extinguishing
|
You ask me for more, more than what I can give
|
further… (?)
|
you ask for more and more
|
I see in you animal instinct,
|
you really scare me |
It will be because I love you
|
but something is killing my dream
|
I would like to wake up
|
it will be for so many kisses
|
that I do not see in you extinguishing
|
treat me like a woman
|
treat me like a woman
|
like a woman... |