Curly Heads - M.A.B | Текст песни

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I used to love dancing in bad weather
Giving you a lot, getting even more
But now certain things don't matter
Burning our hope the warm becomes the cold
My only thought memories are better
I used to love dancing in bad weather

My eyelids wait till the darkness eats me up
I saw you in my bedroom last night

Now I'm sure that memories are better
Burning our hope
Now we feel that nothing here's a pleasure
And I will never change
You love me, but love is like a letter
I will never rest
I've always known my heart's in a cage
I never thought you're the one