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Cry Cry

When she was a young girl
she used to play with me.
I was her best friend,
we were inseparately,
we loved to ride our bikes,
playing hide and seek,
sneaking all the night,
dancing in the street...
I look back at the time,
now I realise
she loved to play with fire.
I should have seen it in her eyes,
I should have seen it in her eyes:

Deep inside you cry, cry, cry,
Don’t let your hopes die, die, die...
Deep inside you cry, cry, cry,
Don’t let your hopes die, die, die...

She fell in love for the first time,
he was older than her.
Then he made her do things...
Thought she wouldn’t tell,
she left everything behind,
couldn’t find a place
running through the night,
loosing all her faith,
she throws away the pain,
turning off the lights,
but still she makes it seem like everything’s alright.
Like everything’s alright...

Deep inside you cry, cry, cry,
Don’t let your hopes die, die, die...
Deep inside you cry, cry, cry,
Don’t let your hopes die, die, die...