Some things, better all forgotten.
You bury them in places that you really only visit by ourself.
Oh and you were virgin like the water
All they never tell you, what do when all you see it’s gone
Whats the sense in anything when all they said is wrong?

What you wanna hear?
Do you wanna know how many times I told myself goodbye ‘cuz you are not here

What you wanna know?
Cause I make you fell alive, I had to die and finally let you go

Stop me, I find myself believing.
All story gets rewritten and so blasfemy was permited once again
Oh and you were, too perfetly imperfect.
Oh they never tell you what do, when all you have are lies.
What’s the sense in anything is just one more goodbye

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What you wanna hear?
Do you wanna know how many times I told myself goodbye ‘cuz you are not here

What you wanna know?
Cause I make you fell alive, I had to die and finally let you go

Finally let you go