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tender those lips
I just touch them
Passionate those moans
in bed burning

Drunk whiskey
Beats wildly on memory
in the head of thought
Give the word to tell me

I know, I believe that we still return
I leave the house, I get a dream, it may just drink wildly
Speaking about us, without losing a chance, I thought that for a long time
Like a little boy, in the hope that it will be serious

I hate that meeting, I do not like this winter
Fuck only I met, now I'm madly love
For so much insane, I will write the album for you
So much huge that I can not describe

chorus:

Let me fly away with you
Patch me that pain
And maybe everything can be back
everything will change

I want to say thanks
That you have a life showed me
thanks again
After all, I showed it as I need

Now I am not a naive boy
What believes in this love
If love is still there,
Then why only pain