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Ten

What did I promise you?
I don't know, I don't remember now
Can you tell me what's wrong?
We are inside glaciers
Ten days in one night
Ten mouths on my cocktail
Text me if it's easier
That you need what you lost
And it's okay once in a hundred times
If you think about it hurry up
I don't have time, decide
I think about you after work
I dined with wine on the bed
And it doesn't have to go this way
They don't make love in the movies
 
And maybe I don't come back to myself, but don't panic
Look how heavy it rains this Saturday
Because the last time is sacred, it's cold going home
But it's not that bitter, tonight you learn
 
And it's raining and I'm out of, out of myself
And this house has nothing of, nothing of you
But the last time is sacred, the last kiss in the street
Text me in one hour, they'll still be needed
Ten last times
Ten, ten last times
 
Clothes out of place
Asleep in a parking lot
French kisses delivery
The scenes in the apartment
I deserve the correct latte coffee
And I like it if you overdo it
I don't have time, decide
But I'm not waiting for you
You remind me of a book I read
And it doesn't have to go this way
They don't make love in the movies
 
And maybe I don't come back to myself, but don't panic
Look how heavy it rains this Saturday
Because the last time is sacred, it's cold going home
But it's not that bitter, tonight you learn
 
And it's raining and I'm out of, out of myself
And this house has nothing of, nothing of you
But the last time is sacred, the last kiss in the street
Text me in an hour, they'll still be needed
Ten last times
 
In an hour
 
I never told you before, maybe you already know
That I need what I lost
Of that once in a hundred times
I don't come back to myself, but don't panic
Look how heavy it rains this Saturday
Because the last time is sacred, it's cold going home
But it's not that bitter, tonight you learn
 
And it's raining and I'm out of, out of myself
And this house has nothing of, nothing of you
But the last time is sacred, the last kiss in the street
Text me in an hour, they'll still be needed
Ten last times
Ten, ten last times
Ten
 
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