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We did not ask how things were defined |
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Some pieces were missing but the puzzle looked fine |
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One day we look up from inside a song |
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Something felt more right |
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Something was wrong |
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Shouldn't we regret love like this? |
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It's not a shame its tenderness |
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But we made a mess |
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And that is how we will be remembered here |
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That is how we will be remembered here |
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Months go by you with your wife |
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It takes time to disassemble a whole life |
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And I can't ask you for anything, I take what I get |
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Aren't other people and saints more than I deserver? |
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Or maybe it's true I don't deserve you |
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Should I regret a love like this? |
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It's not a shame its tenderness |
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But we made a mess |
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And that is how we will be remembered here |
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That is how we will be remembered here |
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It the end of an era so unexpected |
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Clear as the line on the palm of your hand |
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You and I we started to stumbling |
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Into the next dance we didn't plan this |
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Death of our friends in the sand |
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We can't regret a love like this |
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It's not a shame its tenderness |
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But we made a mess |
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And that is how we will be remembered here |
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That is how we will be remembered here |