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раз Я убью в себе ту, кого ты знал Пусть Бог меня простит [Припев]: Потерять образ свой, Отражая любовь, разбитыми окнами. Приковав на замок, поджигаю любовь Я спичками

я не виню тебя ни в чем давай без сцены и слёз не покупай меня болью оставь бесценной любовь нам выбирать осталось курс среди двух разных дорог но к сожалению

I've been waiting for the right time to tell her how I feel I've been waiting so long to say what's on my mind But I just don't think she's gonna understand

I've been waiting for the right time to tell her how I feel I've been waiting so long to say what's on my mind But I just don't think she's gonna understand

Children play with matches start a fire(x2), Don't ever do what you're told, The old are just old, Children play with matches start a fire. Children

By shot three I've got the fortitude to move past the prelude and explain how this escalates. I left her with an incomplete goodbye, then caught the midnight

I'm leaving. Yeah, I heard you the first time. Hypocrites are making hasty exits. I just wanted to say goodbye. Good luck at the high rise but the regret

Walking into a dirty saloon singing a sad tune to the bottom half of a glass of beer. The barkeep said, It's got to be the one hundredth time we've heard

One of these days, Eugene, you're going to get over your lack of heart and weak knees. And lift your skirt up, Scarlet, finally finish something you started