Eya eya eya
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The roof is an illusion, an alibi of love
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And so, how come, it rains here
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And move your bed of tears
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And there is no more peace,
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The more I scratch you the more you like it
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And so, here we are, you and me
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In this messy room
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You are like that, you are like that, you are like that
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And tomorrow you will not change
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That's it, that's it, that's it
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The more I look at you and I don't know who you are
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And I don't fly, I don't fly, I don't fly
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I no longer fly with you
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for a long time, for a long time, for too long
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Don't fly with me
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This surrender of love
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For too much getting hurt
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It goes like this, I know, it goes like this
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Nor will a great love heal you anymore
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And I don't fly, I don't fly, I don't fly (eya eya eya)
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I have to live with me (eya eya eya)
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since I realized I was there (eya eya eya)
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That I no longer sleep with you (eya eya eya)
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And I don't fly, I don't fly, I don't fly
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I no longer fly with you
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I need to tell you now
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That there is no more limit
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not confusion
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That changes my direction
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But the analysis of me, of you, of me, of you, of me, of you ...
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Eya eya eya
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And I don't fly, I don't fly, I don't fly
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I no longer fly with you
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for a long time, for a long time, for too long
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Don't fly with me
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You are like that, you are like that, you are like that
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And tomorrow you won't change
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That's it, that's it, that's it
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The more I look at you and I don't know who you are
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And I don't fly, I don't fly, I don't fly
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I no longer fly with you
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I need to tell you now
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Don't fly with me anymore
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Eya eya eya |