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Before the twenties
They say that it's okay to have criminal delusions
and to steal hearts, but also know how it feels
And oh, it feels awful
Without regrets
I want to fall in love more than a thousand times, lose the count
Be able to distinguish my other half if she finds me
If she finally finds me
I want to live a little bit longer
I want to shout it one more time
And for doing everything always my way
I know they will remember me
I want to live a little bit longer
I want to shout it one more time
And write the memories
That neither the time wants or dares to delete
I know it's true
I know it's true
That I don't care about the end of the tale
Because I live more for the plot
I know it's true
I know it's true
And if time has to pass, so it'll pass
because if it flies I'll be right behind
And tomorrow, when someone tells my story
There will be a song for every old glory
because without mistakes there'll never be merits
I want them to try
to attack with everything to show them that I'm stronger
That I won't fall if I look at fear face-to-face
And oh, how good it feels
I want to live a little more (oh-oh)
I want to shout it one more time
And for doing everything always my way
I know they will remember me
I want to live a little bit more (live a little bit more)
I want to shout it one more time (shout it one more time)
And write the memories
That neither the time wants or dares to delete
I know it's true
I know it's true
That I don't care about the end of the tale
Because I live more for the plot (And what do I care)
I know it's true
I know it's true
And if time has to pass, so it'll pass
because if it flies I'll be right behind
And when tomorrow someone tells my story (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
There will be a song for every old glory
because without mistakes there'll never be merits
I know it's true, oh oh oh oh
I know it's true, oh oh oh oh
I know it's true
I know it's true
That I don't care about the end of the tale
Because I live more for the plot
I know it's true
I know it's true
And if time has to pass, so it'll pass
because if it flies I'll be right behind
And when tomorrow someone tells my story (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
There will be a song for every old glory
because without mistakes there'll never be merits
I know it's true, oh oh oh oh
I know it's true, oh oh oh oh
