I fall to pieces,
You kill the pain,
Just to drift away
White roses on my grave
And even when
You've paid enough,
You won't know why you're dying,
Slow and sweetly
We won't look back
I fall to pieces, You kill the pain, Just to drift away White roses on my grave And even when You've paid enough, You won't know why you're dying, Slow and sweetly We won't look back |
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