Karaocake - It Doesn't Take a Whole Week | Текст песни

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• It Doesn't Take a Whole Week

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
And it’s over.
I fucked up big time.

You screwed up everything.
You screwed up everything.
You screwed up everything.

Tears. Fights. Tears. Fights.
Already, already done this time.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
And it’s over.

We write to each other long letters.
They’re meaningless.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
And it’s over.

Tears. Fights. Tears. Fights.
Already, already done this time.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
It’s pretty short what you say.

We don’t know what to do with ourselves,
With each other.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
And I’m gone, I run away.
I don’t write letters,
I’m here to stay.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
You want one thing: you want another,
The other girl.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
And it’s over.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
And I’m gone, I run away.
I don’t write letters,
I’m here to stay.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven days…
And this is it.

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