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samedi 14 mars 2009
How can I decide what's right? When you're clouding up my mind. I can't win your losing fight all the time. How can I ever own what's mine? When you're always taking sides...But you won't take away my pride. No, not this time. Not this time...
How did we get here? Well, I used to know you so well...How did we get here? I think I know.
The truth is hiding in your eyes and its hanging on your tongue. Just boiling in my blood, but you think that I can't see. What kind of man that you are? If you're a man at all well, I will figure this one out. On my own...I'm screaming 'I love you so'. On my own...But my thoughts you can't decode.
How did we get here? Well, I used to know you so well...How did we get here? I think I know.
Do you see what we’ve done? We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves.
I think I know...I think I know.
There is something I see in you. It might kill me...I want it to be true
Libellés : Par-amore
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