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Testo Dying To Forget
Testo Dying To Forget
This whole life won't be enough
but i hope to remember everything
even though now i'm dying to forget
on our way to the bank
or in the room of a falling brother
on top of the hill
it's harder to choose now between walking and running between collapsing and falling lying and pretending
there isn't enough time today
to think about want i should have said
i know it's the excitement of novelty
yesterday is still looking at me with evil eyes and crooked lies
the sky could still be pink if i was still running on bad luck
seconds define nightmares or was i in heaven
a picture that i feel like burning
seconds define nightmares of was i in heaven
a movie that i won't ever watch
call my name it sounds like shit anyway i miss your hands
i miss the city i hate
i'll spray paint my love 2507
this whole life won't be enough
but i'll remember everything
even though now i'm dying to forget
but i hope to remember everything
even though now i'm dying to forget
on our way to the bank
or in the room of a falling brother
on top of the hill
it's harder to choose now between walking and running between collapsing and falling lying and pretending
there isn't enough time today
to think about want i should have said
i know it's the excitement of novelty
yesterday is still looking at me with evil eyes and crooked lies
the sky could still be pink if i was still running on bad luck
seconds define nightmares or was i in heaven
a picture that i feel like burning
seconds define nightmares of was i in heaven
a movie that i won't ever watch
call my name it sounds like shit anyway i miss your hands
i miss the city i hate
i'll spray paint my love 2507
this whole life won't be enough
but i'll remember everything
even though now i'm dying to forget
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