| You made fun of my dreams, you always treated me bad
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| She looked at you, she saw me, and I liked that so much
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| I approached, I wanted to talk, but you wanted to fight
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| And I liked it so much that I didn't last a single round
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| And sometimes I think when I get alone
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| I miss you, I cry for you, how nice to be ruined with you
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| The day was bad, today I dream about you
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| I do not want to remember you anymore, it does not make me good
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| I would like to understand that you are far away
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| And that you don't care about anything that happens to me
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| And everytime I think about you, I want to go back
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| And the shine of your red eyes, I want to see
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| I hate not knowing, if you will remember me
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| Or you don't care about anything that happens to me
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| I'm a little anxious and the day is over
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| I'm looking for a little bit of your adrenaline
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| And in my head I find only resignations
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| I'm paying the price of my good intentions
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| What was I thinking when I came here
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| There must be a good way to escape
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| While some things might improve
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| I'm getting bored with this lie of freedom
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| And sometimes I think when I get alone
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| I miss you, I cry for you, how nice to be ruined with you
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| I swear, pretty, it's costing me a lot
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| I finish the days tired of missing you
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| The day was bad, today I dream about you
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| You hated the sunrise and so did I
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| I would like to understand that you are far away
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| And that you don't care about anything that happens to me
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| And everytime I think about you, I want to go back
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| And the shine of your red eyes, I want to see
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| I hate not knowing if you'll remember me
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| Or you don't care about anything that happens to me
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| The day was bad, today I dream about you
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| The nights with the hurricane, today I remembered
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| I would like to understand that you are far away
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| And that you don't care about anything that happens to me
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| And everytime I think about you, I want to go back
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| And the shine of your red eyes, I want to see
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| I hate not knowing if you'll remember me
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| Or you don't care about anything that happens to me |