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Paroles: Ian Kelly Musique: Ian Kelly I came here, we're over I smiled and acted happy as I wondered You seemed glad, I changed color Where were you forever You've always said never I love you Je n'y peux rien si tu es triste Je ne peux acheter la joie Mais ne sois pas si pessimiste Ne sois pas comme moi I feel lost, I'm tired You wanted to breathe but I came here to squeeze you I'm sour A circle, the same friends It's getting normal but still a bit awkward, it depends It's an old show where everyone is laying low and you hold your breath and a cigarette, a cigarette and a Stinger shot and the rattle and shine of your bracelets A light touch, an old flame Don't talk much, we're the same From Letras Mania