| Drowning in lime soda, trying to hold on to the edge
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| So tired of mutual secrets, is this our cherished paradise?
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| Every day only snow and rain, only lies between us
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| white lie
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| Slowly you run your hand through your hair so gently
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| “You are the only one”, but for me you are far from alone
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| My head is spinning, this place is so crowded and noisy
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| I want to go home, fuck it
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| You are like that for everyone, it's fashionable
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| They try to pick you up after midnight
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| You lie to them, saying that you are not free
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| I know you are not at home
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| Maybe the truth is not needed, then everything is so
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| You cry in the evenings under my SoundCloud
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| Your friends don't like this music, just like me
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| Where are you, with whom are you - none of my business, none of my business
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| Those secrets are none of my business, none of my business
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| To be honest, a lot of promises are just words
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| You let me down again
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| You let me down again
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| I'm holding a Hanny in my hand, sending the fuck a zanny
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| My angel cries gray but he bleeds white
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| Every day is like Monday, my wings are under the gun
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| Telly G doesn't believe them all, I'll put the kites on chains
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| This city smells of sulfur, I'll throw hay in it
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| The bitch's batteries will run out, I'll break into her with Duracel
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| New gelding, her loyalty, fuck you, I don't believe
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| It's raining, make it rain, do it for the money
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| She whispers "I love you" to me
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| Even though he knows I won't get caught
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| To the carnival bullshit of these bitches
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| I'm sorry, boo, but I gotta move
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| Lots to do, moving forward
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| Only lies between us
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| Excuses, in the back - a knife
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| It's raining again on my street
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| None of my business
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| Not my business (Not my business)
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| None of my business
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| Not my business (Not my business)
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| None of my business
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| Not my business (Not my business)
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| Not my business (Not my business)
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| Where are you, with whom are you - none of my business, none of my business
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| Those secrets are none of my business, none of my business
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| To be honest, a lot of promises are just words
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| You let me down again |