How many times we think about it
Bout the night you stayed
The night everything you didn't said 
became the truth
Now I'm waiting for me to come back 

 Shit happens when you think about them
You always think about them
Your last 3 minutes of life are about them 

Now I'm waiting for me to come back

You know  we deserve it, otherwise this wouldn't have happened
I'm remembering you saying the opposite of what you think 

I didn't know it 

But please don't hurt someone for me, it would be my fault

Talk to me, do not think bout me, talk to me like the good old days  
Those days I didn't expect them to go 
And You still here, fuck You, I'm telling you to go just like the ones that aren't here anymore 

Just let me stay away from my mind one second, two if you're kind or three if you want me free tonight 

But please don't hurt someone for me, it would be my fault

don't hurt someone for me

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