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I never made it as a wise man
I couldn´t cut it as a poor man stealing
tired of living like a blind man
I´m sick of sight and sense without no feeling
this how you remind, of who I really am
Unlike you, I said sorry
I was waiting on a different story
this time i'm misstaken
sorry for giving you a heart worth breaking
I've been wrong
I´ve been down
been to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
screaming: are we having fun yet?
Annons