And I can't spell Your mistakes
you should be ashamed
And love is not very brave
How could I go again
Nothing was worth to stay the same
I could not go on half dead
All the happy days, I dreamt
What was the use
You get to the game and lose
What do you want to choose
And You can't give death as an excuse
If I had to go and leave
How much change will it be
Would you ever think of me
Or burn everything smells like me
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