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Sinikka Monte
Sinikka Monte
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Sinikka Monte
Sinikka Monte
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Florian Spies
Florian Spies
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Lyrics

Deadlocked to the bed fingers on the edge This is where it ends you're hurting my thigh Ask me thousand times you're taking what's mine Force me to my knees you make my heart bleed Wondering why I'm so meek like I can't speak You buried me between these sheets Just lie till it's over Guilty like a criminal You're so fucking cynical Don't know how to erase all these memories Never meant nothing When did I send an invitation? It shouldn't matter what I wear You don't need an explanation why I thought this love was rare You are such a thief But you're dealing with grief I'd put you in a grave But instead I just forgave I'm so sick of you Stop throwing me across the room Just lie till it's over Guilty like a criminal You're so fucking cynical Don't know how to erase all these memories When did I send an invitation? It shouldn't matter what I wear You don't need an explanation why I thought this love was rare You don't even know how to fix this You broke me one hundred times You don't need an explanation why I want you to be gone My lips are are black and blue I am so deprived of O2 Where would I start if I spoke about you? There is no one left to call Because you deleted them all Trying to hide the marks on the wall When did I send an invitation? It shouldn't matter what I wear You don't need an explanation why Why I thought this love was rare
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