I thought we were good
but I just can't sleep
No one can love me the way that you do
Yeah,
Quando dormes
E te esqueces
O que vês
Tu quem
Don't you cry when we're through
I got a cold
I'll lit the fire, lit the fire tonight
I see your
You are tired
From all the golden coins you threw
In the
I dream in colours,
I drift in circles,
The falling
You want to drink my soul
'Till your heart is
In this little town
cars they don't slow down
The
You don’t understand me now,
I wonder if you ever
You lit the magic candles
You blew them out and sparked
So when the fight is over,
And the storm is
Your fingers taste like magnets
They suck on my tongue
Begging for
Lower your voice an octave
Get yourself together
Whatever you've done
It's fo
You're white
Like an angry ghost
But you can't scare me
You fear
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