Mind made up, I'd given all for you
C'est la folie
After years of having you as a weight on my
By the end of the day
Left only with my godless
Me and you
I better laugh in 20 years from now
Forever lost in 90 days
From early March till late in
I miss the common life we had
Monday mornings and quiet
Maybe we are the damaged ones
endless need, like a burning
I know you have no place left to go I'm
I know a girl laying down
She's sleeping weeks at a
How to get to fivepoints
Make a wrong turn you'lll know
If
Lately you've been bothered by your friends
We will disturb you,
Caught by what comes by
Stand alone without a fair chance
What's happening to you?
Where did all your sadness come from?
What's
Leaving on a Mayday, fine summer pain
in his heart on
If I could turn the page
In time then I'd rearrange
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