alive or just over-breathing?
i never wanted to be him
wishing you see this cause is all over my mind
this city will never change
wind has blown everything on the wrong direction
sitting on the piano
singing about how i get into this affection
die young and live forever
two eyes that remember to much
i never wanted to be this
all i wanted is to be one of your favourite dreams
winters, summers and heartaches
everything over me
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