One day your favorite will go away, you will have a smile
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Think about him even when he forgets
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No one thinks, falling?
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They don't know, dad, I'm cold!
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Do not think that every fountain is clean
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Most of the pink smiles are not real
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We are the hard form of life; |
I don't want to worry
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And now I'm too real to fall in love
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You saw it too, you took a look, you didn't have a heart
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It's easy to ignore, they have no conscience
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He forgets, 'he didn't warn'
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As if he didn't wake up on your shoulder yesterday
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Every cut in the heart reminds him
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It's hard to like someone else
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One day you say to yourself: "Where are you?"
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Someone hurts you, you feel everyone...
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Every cut in the heart reminds him
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It's hard to like someone else
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One day you say to yourself: "Where are you?"
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Someone hurts you, you feel everyone...
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One by one in your smile, hug the rain again and wait
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The sun doesn't rise here because they are dark
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Wherever you go there is a rain
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Get away or get out of here, save yourself
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Happiness is somewhere
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I drank some last night
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Because life is always made of plastic
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Worry if you push me a little
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Or if the ground splits and I get into it
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It is the most difficult moments to describe him to those who ask him.
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Every day your age grows in the inverse proportion to happiness
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To be everyone in the eyes of others
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So maybe you are the first, From the very last!
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It's a lie to look for hope in coffee fortunes
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And they have been scanning your memory for 40 years
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"I spruced up, yes dad, look okay"
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You say, but the wounds are bleeding!
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Intervening are the hills and mountains
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Perhaps the most difficult is goodbyes
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The pink veil in your eyes is dispersed now
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Even though they talk, your ears are deaf now
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Every cut in the heart reminds him
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It's hard to like someone else
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One day you say to yourself: "Where are you?"
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Someone hurts you, you feel everyone...
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Every cut in the heart reminds him
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It's hard to like someone else
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One day you say to yourself: "Where are you?"
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Someone hurts you, you feel everyone...
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One by one in your smile, hug the rain again and wait
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The sun doesn't rise here because they are dark
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Wherever you go there is a rain
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Get away or get out of here, save yourself
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Happiness is somewhere
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I drank some last night
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Because life is always made of plastic
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Worry if you push me a little
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Or if the ground splits and I get into it
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One by one in your smile, hug the rain again and wait
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The sun doesn't rise here because they are dark
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Wherever you go there is a rain
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Get away or get out of here, save yourself
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Happiness is somewhere
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I drank some last night
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Because life is always made of plastic
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Worry if you push me a little
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Or if the ground splits and I get into it |