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作词 : Isaac Sakima |
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作曲 : Isaac Sakima |
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Think that I’m alone now |
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But it didn’t come from his mouth |
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My intuition tells me he is done |
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In May you dug my grave up |
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By June I was back under |
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I drink to you and what you remind me of |
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He creates |
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The very same |
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Bullet ache |
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My favourite pain |
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Didn’t know I needed |
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Something that I hated |
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Something that you said i’d get from you |
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But what are we protecting |
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What are we afraid of losing |
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‘Cuss I am not a record in a box |
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He creates |
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The very same |
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Bullet ache |
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My favourite pain |
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He creates |
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The very same |
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Bullet ache |
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My favourite pain |