(Losing, losing) / (Losing, losing) / I’ve lived through things I cannot say / Back then we dreamt of yesterday
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She shines like a flower / In my head / Everybody, / Wants to pick her dead
Sometimes, things just seem to fall apart / When you least expect them to / Sometimes, you want to pack up and leave behind / All of them and all their smiles
I will be waiting / With a song in my soul / A fortunate weakling / Which I have foretold