Their hands come from the ground Their hands come from the ground Don"t fear life, We came and saw This has no meaning I won"t touch skies As they"re burning This bottles halfway empty Your glass is halfway full Can you please go without me I swear that everything"s alright We all die, No matter where we go It doesn"t matter, I won"t say you"re right Yeah Beware, divine, I know that I"ll see you die, you can"t cry A whoa, a whoa, a whoa, a whoa whoa whoa, oh Can"t stop while the rhythm is going Just say the first words that come along to your head One touch and it"s already over I"m not ready, I"m barely sober I just can"t forget you I"d do anything to get you I don"t want to get you I just want to forget you We can"t go back, Take a deep breath And go for her And two weeks have passed In spreaded letters, Just forget her
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