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Текст: Pete Murray. Bitter.

I gave you everything I thought you would need,
and you just cut my heart and left me to bleed.
I had to fly away to get out of this mess,
I don't know why I cried myself to death.
I don't know whya?¦a?¦a?¦a?¦a?¦.I wasted all my tears
I don't know whya?¦a?¦a?¦a?¦a?¦.I wasted all those years
Now I'm ashamed to say I am one of your kind,
for you it's just a game how could I have been so blind
I will hold my breath if you come my way again
I will hold my breath if you come my way again
If you come my waya?¦a?¦if you come my way
Now I'm ashamed to say I am one of you're kind,

for you its just a game how could have I been so blind
I will hold my breath if you come my way again
I will hold my breath if you come my way again
If you come my waya?¦a?¦if you come my way
If you come my waya?¦a?¦if you come my way