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I don't know what day of the week it is
I have the apartment inside out
There is no motivation
There is not even a gram of desire to do anything
And it seems like it'll repeat it self
The vicious cycle that doesn't let me leave
Just see what you provoke
Making me fall again in the excess
For the umpteenth time here we go again
Lost, really screwed
I'm back on all the games
To see if perhaps your kisses will be erased
They have really hurt me
On the list of my vices you have the first place
And it seems like it'll repeat it self
The vicious cycle that doesn't let me leave
Just see what you provoke
And to fall again in the excess
For the umpteenth time here we go again
Lost, really screwed
I'm back on all the games
To see if perhaps your kisses will be erased
They have really hurt me
On the list of my vices you have the first place
You have the first place
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