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Another Love Story
Where are you right now, I'm late
I pace up and down the aisles
While looking for what I don't know
Miss, I like you and you know it
Let me take you away, we will find a hideout
Safe from the world, safe from lacking of anything
Between the dew
And the shooting stars
I'm not the type of guy sitting next to you
You freeze and break me, there's something in you
that stops me from everything
I just want take you to the hallow of waves
Of breakers that lands on your sleeping body
In the shuffle of wind
And the noise of the night
We will outsmart the statistics, while ignoring the percentages
Of chances for me being able to unbutton your blouse
In the middle of thunderstorm
I'm not the type of guy sitting next to you
You freeze and break me, there's something in you
That stops me from everything
No, I'm not the type of guy sitting next to you
You freeze and break me, there's something in you
That stops me from everything
Everything
I only wish that you follow me to the speakeasies
In New York city
Listening to the 20s old jazz
Pursuing nothing
But you want my butter, my butter's money
And my dairyman's ass
But that pays troubles
Of giving flowers, of giving glasses
I'm not the type of guy sitting next to you
You freeze and break me, there's something in you
That stops me from everything
I'm not the type of guy sitting next to you
You freeze and break me, there's something in you
That stops me from everything
Everything
Oh, shit!
justinsowhatnow✕
Tim Dup: Topp 3
| 1. | Place espoir |
| 2. | Une autre histoire d'amour |
| 3. | Mourir vieux |
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