I wasted my time trying to reach your heart again
This
You're on the ground without chance
You're under fuckin' pressure
And no
I always thought
That you were the kind of girl for
She's 21, she keeps sleepin' next to the one
That she
Can't you hear? My heart is talking
But you don't care
DJ's playing my favourite song
A drink is in my hand
And
Everyone is sleeping and I walk through the town
And I'm
Wake up, your time has come
Stand up, and start to
I'm searching for words to tell you
I'm reading the things
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