Lost Good Things (Экстремальные Гонки (боль от потерь)) (исполнитель: Chan Kwong Wing)

Pull off my blindfold
And it's just too cold
You saw me [bad word] faith
Baby I was so sore
You might as well cut me off physically
You know you got me on the edge of those dreams
I can't believe it
Don't know what to think
Summer times arouse with so love sick
That is so sick cause they ain't about love
Your years apart was between us wasn't enough

And I know
I felt good [bad word] I thought they stay
Things i've done and [bad word] what may
Angels came but they left today
And I let you slip away
Listen now

Burning empty
Still this can't be
Believe it or not not that happy
Hotel motel is hot in [bad word] Free from my cell
Now left with no hope
OoOOoO~

I want you to know
I never would have 
All figure out that would you gave me now
We could have been forever
Now it's bringing me down
The high never know 
Up and down we go
Put myself too close
Got burnt like toast
Feels like i'm sinking in the dead sea
Don't really care the space inside is so empty
It's like it's over 
Before it's begun
This song is over
And now so is our one
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