Verse:
I want to cry,
Because you're not mine.
I don't want to feel,
Otherwise I want to kill.
The feeling that I have to beg,
And it suffocates my neck.
Chorus:
You think I'm gentle.
The reason to doubt is accidental.
But we're both cold.
This song is wery old
Verse:
I need to apologise.
Should I send you? That would be nice!
Are you sura the point is
That my pride is where you conscionce is?
I just decided to take care of you,
Because I will remove myself from you life too.
Chorus:
You think I'm gentle.
The reason to doubt is accidental.
But we're both cold.
This song is wery old.
Tenderness and coldness
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