Не знам дали има по-подходящ текст, който да описва последните ми месеци:
I’ve never felt like this
I think about you in these nightmares and daydreams
Holding onto memories in times where we’d make peace
But you’re a pantomime, witch-hunt for truth
You have so many faces tell me which one is you
And you can be with him or anybody else
But they will never love you the way that this somebody felt
But now it’s over cause he finally broke the surface
I just want to say goodbye and that I really hope it’s worth it
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