It's so hard to believe
That almost all the things I've got
Were never mine and they were
Were never mine and they were yours
You're always doing something that I can not forget at all
And then dramatic regrets are killing every piece of my soul
You're always doing something that I can not forget at all
And then dramatic regrets are killing every piece of my soul
And all we saw was light in my offended room
And all we saw was light in my offended room
And all we saw was light in my offended room
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