October
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My tears run down like razorblades.
And no, im not the one to blame, it´s you.
Or is it me?
And all the words we never say, come out and now we´re all ashamed.
And therse no sense in playing games
When you´ve done all you can do.
But now it´s over, it´s over.
Why is it over?
We had a chance to make it!
Now it´s over,it´s over, it cant be over.
I wish that i could take it back....
And no, im not the one to blame, it´s you.
Or is it me?
And all the words we never say, come out and now we´re all ashamed.
And therse no sense in playing games
When you´ve done all you can do.
But now it´s over, it´s over.
Why is it over?
We had a chance to make it!
Now it´s over,it´s over, it cant be over.
I wish that i could take it back....
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