When the silence opens the mouth, weīll go deaf I agree: It would be strange to say Following you into the dark, these walls miss you on Mondays D = C (A/B) Inside your cover's always blown, you have a free ticket for dream about a better n wonderful life Please, donīt hurt me, please, donīt do it, please, listen to me. Sorry to trouble but Iīve to tell you something My boyfriend never told me of it but now, Iīm so happy in this place with their beautiful gloominess... The solution is just around the corner. Look for it
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