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Cry Myself To Sleep

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 03.10.2012

I could hardly speak
Cause you stood on every word
That I (?).
I looked at you and lied
With my lips I said that I loved you
While my soul was asking why
Why I'm not surprised
I left your feet in the truth
And I've turn and lost you
I won't cry myself to sleep no
Stop the fall and starts
Gonna find myself a pain
And write down my heart

I won't cry myself to sleep no
Don't let it go too far
Put in down on paper
The reason's we're apart

Were tough to see
To understand a girl like me
I find it hard to say
Anything I'm feeling
So I will concentrate
The hurt I live and breathe in

So I won't
I won't cry myself to sleep no
Stop the fall and starts
Gonna find myself a pain
And write down my heart
I won't cry myself to sleep no
Don't let it go too far
Put in down on paper
The reason's we're apart

Ohhh yeeaahhh
Is there a good reason?
I won't cry myself to sleep no
Stop the fall and starts
Gonna find myself a pain
Yes I will
I won't cry myself to sleep no
Don't let it go too far
Put in down on paper
I won't

So I'm letting you go
I'm letting you go
Yes I am
I won't
I won't cry myself to sleep no


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