Everywhere , every time, every place
I try to go through the doors
which are closing,
To pretend that I don't know this face,
To forget your cold lips
like they've been frozen.
And now there's no one to blame,
It's over, It's not a shame.
To many of things will change,
For sure you'll got no revenge.
Every place , everywhere, every time
You will cross all my ways
in a hurry.
As if feelings we had were a crime.
Please, clear up all your doupts:
I'm not sorry.
And now there's no one to blame,
It's over, It's not a shame.
To many of things will change,
For sure you'll got no revenge.
Its over
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