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układam włosy i prasuję swoje dżinsy palę papierosa chyba chciałbym wypić drinka. zaczepiam wzrok na chwilę na starych płytach i czekam wciąż na coś co było wciąż się
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układam włosy i prasuję swoje dżinsy, palę papierosa, chyba chciałbym wypić drinka. zaczepiam wzrok na chwilę na starych płytach i czekam wciąż na coś, co było wciąż się myląc
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so now you're gone and I was wrong. i never knew what it was like, to be alone
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and the clouds above move closer, looking so dissatisfied. and the ground below grew colder
as they put you down inside, but the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing..
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my insides all turned to ash, so slow. and blew away as I collapsed..
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your time has come to be replaced, your time has come to be erased.
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i had hope, i believed but I'm beginning to think that I've been deceived
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i'm aware of what you've done. no, no more sorrow i've paid for your mistakes. your time is borrowed
your time has come to be replaced
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are you lost in your lies?
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the things I want to say to you get lost before they come
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the only thing that’s worse than 'one' is 'none'
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You promised me the sky, then tossed me like a stone.
You wrap me in your arms and chill me to the bone.
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and you, you will be alone, alone with all your secrets and regrets. don’t lie.
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