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    My body is now a shade, a shade from last night
    My mind now starts to fade, it's sayin' good bye
    The world just failed to show the right way for me to go
    And now everything around me is just spinnin'

    I can't coordinate my body and mind
    Your lips are far away, they're sayin' good bye
    The world just failed to show the right way for me to go
    And it seems that all my demons are winning

    And now it seems that I just can't think about anything
    My head is spinnin' and I just got up, but here we go again
    Was it a dream? Cuz' our lips just fit like they were the same
    Like they were the same

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    And now my head hurts
    And I think I forgot my keys in that street
    I lost my mind just for a tiny bliss
    And under my shirt I feel your hands all over me
    They're like scissors and they cut my soul from misery
    I can't remember, how have I got this far?
    I have wasted a couple hours chasin' shooting stars
    And yeah Peter, I'm sorry 'bout your car
    I'll clean it so please don't be mad

    Running out of todays, tomorrows and nights
    Lost myself in the way, just blur in my mind
    The world just failed to show the right way for me to go
    And my past can be all summed up as sinning
    I'm lost in everyway without you inside
    I miss the syncopate of ourselves at night
    The world just failed to show the right way for me to go
    Now what I see in the mirrors lost meaning

    And now it seems that I just can't think about anything
    My head is spinnin' and I just got up, but here we go again
    Was it a dream? Cuz' our lips just fit like they were the same
    Like they were the same

    And now my head hurts
    And I think I forgot my keys in that street
    I lost my mind just for a tiny bliss
    And under my shirt I feel your hands all over me
    They're like scissors and they cut my soul from misery
    I can't remember, how have I got this far?
    I have wasted a couple hours chasin' shooting stars
    And yeah Peter, I'm sorry 'bout your car
    I'll clean it so please don't be mad

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    Composición: Whos Børn

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