The time has come to me to run from you,
I have to find a way 'cause we are lost.
And in my heart there is no feeling to be true.
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I wish you had another dream with me,
I thought you could believe in some my words,
I wanted to be your lover and I hated to be free,
But you hate all I ever want.
You loved me girl I'll never stand behind,
Don't hurt me baby playing bloody games,
I tried to see all what you did in white,
Now I've to go another place.
Don't tell me that I cannot hurt your heart,
'cause I can do it everytime I want,
And you can't crush the monster called a pride,
Have you a soul? You think you don't.
But I've been looking for your soul so long,
It's just a prisoner of your amazing pride,
Just get it right, my love, don't get it wrong.
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