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Every night I try my best to dreamTomorrow makes it betterThen I wake up to the cold realityAnd not a thing has changed(Источник: j-hutchy)
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So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don’t, I don’t, don’t know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you’ve got that one thing. -
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