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The wind in my hair is my addiction
Why is this so easy for you?
Zu vergessen? Unvorstellbar. To forget? Unimaginable
I never cry Is it water dropping down my face, thinking of you?
I don´t want to let you go. I don´t want to make you stay.
Leaving and moving on
Is this even a question? Is it reality? Is it wither away to feel good? Is it grow up for pain and sorrow?
So, drive up the wall little one
My thoughts are safe with you
Muss man ihn erst verlieren, um das zu erkennen. Das Festhalten, die Sicherheit, die Hoffnung, wenn so Vieles verloren scheint. All das ist unwiderruflich weg.
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