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I hate how you're making my heart ache How you make me nervous And how you make me an addict Addicted to looking at you And the way you make me feel when you look at me I hate how I lost you before I even had you And how I've missed my chance if I ever had any I hate not knowing if I'll ever see you again And I hate not knowing if you feel the same I hate how I let myself down And how I can't blame any one but me I hate how I adore you And how I can't stop thinking about you I hate how you're everything I dream of And how sad you make me feel I hate how I'm crying from caring too much about you You're the root of my depression and my inspiration | ||||||||||||||
 | Anglicismo | 2014-01-06 21:30:54 |
Minder mig om en engelsk popsang, dejligt let sprog med en pæn rytme og ord der lydmæssigt smager godt på hinanden. Meget fint.
| anyone | 2014-01-07 20:32:45 |
Tak!
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