Copy hearts, a lantern shining before your eyes
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And a future decorated with passion
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Laughing and crying are my choices
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In which way did I take a break?
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I was sweating in your frosts
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This feeling is bullshit
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And there is no going back
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I'm in for a dirty joke
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And in my syllables, sometimes I have aruz
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But I found my desires, I don't know if it's supply and demand
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Is it always possible to live with this farce?
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What did I want that they put this puppet in front of me?
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And I was despised on my hard day
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I'm buried in a burning flame
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I've rotted in my feelings now understand
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My copy heart is so drawn, it's tired of your whim
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The man only committed a secret fugitive crime and they could not find his trace.
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Now you're done
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Absence is likened to death
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Your existence like poetry is a bullshit
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I understood immediately, I just picked it up and stuck a hook into this pain.
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Let it be a hand, I also pressed the fire
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Dry this stream if it's easy for you
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My eyes are still partly cloudy
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Your meaning is also great, are the eyes of love always watery?
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Is this right?
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Is your loyalty the end of my trust?
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you were destiny
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Your harassment is obvious
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Your disappearance sessions are not just for me
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The rain hid my tears
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I dripped into duplicate hearts, dam, dam
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Your harassment is obvious
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Your disappearance sessions are not just for me
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The rain hid my tears
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I dripped into duplicate hearts, dam, dam
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Don't reassure me just once
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I wrote a lament on the carcass of a very wrong person, anyway, I'm used to it.
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This forsa counted down, is it almost time to finish?
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It was a mistake to start; |
suffering if you can't start
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In my recital for love, you were my instrument plectrum
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I defeated my temper, O Lord
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I wasn't the only one in prison, I had friends too
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Amnesty was initialed, the party was chosen
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And I made strange dedications, I could run to a favorable run tomorrow
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Did the red roses burn in vain? |
Never mind
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Sagopa cannot be copied, rarely found another one.
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Every one of my cells was the bait of cancer
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A broken carriage return
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And the last goodbye of the punctuated lines is a dedication to today
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I think it's such a strange torture, the alarm clock of love on my bedside
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copy hearts sleep interrupted
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Your harassment is obvious
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Your disappearance sessions are not just for me
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The rain hid my tears
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I dripped into duplicate hearts, dam, dam
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Your harassment is obvious
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Your disappearance sessions are not just for me
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The rain hid my tears
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I dripped into duplicate hearts, dam, dam
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Your harassment is obvious
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Your disappearance sessions are not just for me
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The rain hid my tears
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I dripped into duplicate hearts, dam, dam
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Your harassment is obvious
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Your disappearance sessions are not just for me
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The rain hid my tears
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I dripped into duplicate hearts, dam, dam |