Ann Dm - Your home | Текст песни

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Hearing words with which I can make joke
Tell it you and hear you laugh like a moke
Sweaty arms, legs, yellow teeth
That is YOU, your home where I can not breathe

[CHORUS]
Every time when I got your home
I said Alright, you said alright
Why when I leave you, I was missing you so,
But you said goodbye, you said goodbye

Holding me like I’m rare gold
Value me I feel soon I will be sold
Judge my steps, your opinion’s not mine
I hate all of this, but I’m actually fine

Love is rough, cruel, killing dreams
But we dreamt about love, we didn’t know what it means
Many jabs, don’t know stay or leave
Don’t know can we forget and forgive

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