He said he would wait until the end
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of times would come
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He thought at the end: things never turn
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the way you want
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Try to understand he was afraid
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the sound of words are full of empty
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space that feel
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the air of night
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no one comes around
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and make you cry
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things are always the same
|
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Try to understand he was afraid
|
the sound of words are full of empty
|
space that feel
|
the air of night
|
no one comes around
|
and make you cry
|
things are always the same
|
|
He said he would wait until the end
|
of times would come
|
He thought at the end: things never turn
|
the way you want
|
Try to understand he was afraid
|
the sound of words are full of empty
|
space that feel
|
the air of night
|
no one comes around
|
and make you cry
|
things are always the same
|
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La Turmis LA TENGO
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Dover |