He won’t come back, he made a promise
The line is broken
She will forget, she’s truly honest
Their love is stolen
All lies were just too true, what a shame
The labyrinth of mirrors has surrendered
Their looks, appear no longer blended
All there was, has been forgotten
The point in them has all gone rotten
Seasons changed, they both feel lonely
Pride is chosen
Days of thoughts, o please just phone me
Desk is closing
All lies were just too true, hhm, what a game
He won t come
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