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It wasn't the sunlight, it wasn't my fantasy
It wasn't the black crows and it wasn't the police
There was no feeling of discomfort that day
It wasn't your intention to fk up my life
Easy things become so hard
Shit almost bites the surface already
The feelings are clear
Mom I'm going home with the others
It was the only breath that could fit between the two of us
In the penalties, love, everything will be decided
Bad times of today
Wild emotions
Traffic light open and me
I'm back to let you pass
It wasn't religion it wasn't the merchandise
It wasn't my hot flashes or your medicine
You didn't stand me up or give me quality of life
We made the front page in a few days
Easy things become so hard
Shit's almost floating to the surface
The forecasts are bad
Mom I'm going home with the others
It was the only breath that could fit between the two of us
In the penalties, love, everything will be decided
Bad times of today
Wild emotions
Traffic light open and me
I'm back to let you pass
Bad times of today
Wild emotions
Traffic light open and me
I'm back to let you pass
I'm back to let you pass
I'm back to let you pass
I'm back to let you pass
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