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Sweetness, sweetness never suits me, when I get up to take you home Maybe it's love, love at first slightly drunk Now I'm walking with the sun in my mouth Worry, worry is a well, going to let it fall tonight, from where we stand What can't be decided In the morning it will bring itself to you I can see what's coming, but I'm not saying it Sickness, weakness at the thought, of how you're going to play How long should I stay? Promises, promises never cease to assist it, now I'm back on my back Please bite your words Hurry, hurry to believe, I can always trust, as much as you deceive What can't be decided In the morning it will bring itself to you I can see what's coming, but I'm not saying it What's your middle name? How do you play the game? I'll be the first to leave When did I grow up? I don't want to say too much I'll be the first to leave What can't be decided Letras de cancionesIn the morning it will bring itself to you What can't be decided Can fool you into thinking maybe you can choose I can see what's coming But I'm not saying it From Letras Mania