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6 O'Clock I'm wasted
She is in my bones
[This] city's all gone dead on me, again
May as well find my way home
No one really knows me
No one ever said
Surely isn't free
Surely... doesn't end, honey
Like a playing song in my head
Drifting on, here I am
Heading for the blue light
Shivered back again
Almost in the blue light
When you shivered back again, old friend
It's coming on, in my head...
(Playing on and on)
Something too hard will be ok
The things you do...
It's coming with you...
Here comes the blue light
Here comes the blue light
Still playing on...
6 O'Clock I'm wasted
She is in my bones again
City's all gone right dead
May as well find my way
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Fragment na dzis:
Anastacia : How come the world won't stop
somebody told me
you were not coming home
the words are spinnin' in time
and the air suddenly went cold
the sun is still shining
but everything feels like rain, oh
and if I had one wish
it would be to see you again
not-
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hing's fair
when we loose
without a moment to say goodbye
how come the world won't stop spinning
now that you're gone (now that you're gone)
I know every end has beginnings
but this one's all wrong (this one's all wrong)
so wron-
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g, so wrong
caught in the middle
wrong place, wrong time
and I'm hopelessly missing you
and I can't stop deny
nothing's fair anymore
and I know there's a better place
and I'll never stop dreaming of you
ooooh
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