| I can't breathe in you
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| I can't look at you.
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| I'm drowning in you in a second,
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| I am hopelessly sick of you.
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| They won't write about this love
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| Pomaded ladies' novels.
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| Just call me with your eyes
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| And I will become drunk from this.
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| Chorus:
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| For you
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| I ask the clouds
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| For you
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| I will fight the centuries
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| For you, for you, for you.
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| For you
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| I will pray a hundred sins
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| For you
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| I will carry a hundred shackles
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| For you, for you, for you.
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| I will break half a hundred locks,
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| But I will open the cherished doors.
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| I believed in love with you,
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| I don't trust anyone in this life.
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| And now I don't care anymore
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| Who was with us, yesterday, near:
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| The equation of love is solved
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| And no other answer is needed.
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| Chorus:
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| For you
|
| I ask the clouds
|
| For you
|
| I will fight the centuries
|
| For you, for you, for you.
|
| For you
|
| I will pray a hundred sins
|
| For you
|
| I will carry a hundred shackles
|
| For you, for you, for you.
|
| For you
|
| I ask the clouds
|
| For you
|
| I will fight the centuries
|
| For you, for you, for you.
|
| For you
|
| I will pray a hundred sins
|
| For you
|
| I will carry a hundred shackles
|
| For you, for you, for you.
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| For you, for you, for you.
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| For you, for you, for you... |