We were on fire
No one could save me but you.
Strange {world} desire make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you
No, I don't want to fall in love
[This girl is only gonna break your heart]
No, I don't want to fall in love
[This girl is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you
What a wicked game to play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do
To make me dream of you
And I wanna fall in love
[This girl is only gonna break your heart]
And I don't want to fall in love
[This girl is only gonna break your heart]
{World} was on fire
No one could save me but you
Strange {world} desire make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you
And I wanna fall in love
[This girl is only gonna break your heart]
And I wanna fall in love
[This girl is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you
Nobody loves no one
This girl is only gonna break your heart]
And I don't want to fall in love
[This girl is only gonna break your heart]
{World} was on fire
No one could save me but you
Strange {world} desire make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
Nobody loves no one.
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Derramando lágrimas, sobre escritos vanos y fugaces. Escribo más de lo que leo, como un buen aficionado. Dibujo los sonidos disonantes de mi mente transparente. Escalo a contrareloj el monte de las noches en la hinnopia. Os regalo este cuadro que he pintado, sin pinceles y sin marcos. Os invito a contemplarlo humildemente.
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