It's Not a Drama...It's Rutine lyrics by One Hundred Steps. A shade that hovers above me it´s your hair, it´s your face my fingers are over you insomnia takes...
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A shade that hovers above me
it´s your hair, it´s your face
my fingers are over you
insomnia takes me away
thoughts, apologies (a sudden sense of emptiness)
Three more hours of television and endless rain
I can´t believe I could make such a stupid mistake
Everything reminds me of you
(e eu não quero olhar pra´trás)
Memories and promisses
Memories, of you
a grave of stones, we have around us
I´ve stabbed you
I cameback and realize, another flower is gone
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