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• Artiste: Cam Nacson
• Titre: Break
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Drain, pools that lead to rum Drain, all you felt was fun Praying, you're praying that I'm not too dumb And yet you're praying, you're praying I'm not too numb to understand your words You're spelling them out like crosswords for me Leaving me out with adverbs honey Where're we gonna find all our money? Well, old roads they lead nowhere My hands lead to your hair Fight, It's the only way we survive Fight, its either that or we hide We lied, we told ourselves its night Don't lie, you know it's not alright We're thinking about it too much you know Thinking I'll be ok if you don't show But the only truth is the one we both know I, I won't try to miss you because I, I don't think I'll have to Stop, we're giving this thing a chance Then go, with only one small glance Are we kidding ourselves with our new ideas Running but I got no one my dear Somehow I know the end is so clear I, I won't try to miss you Because I, I don't think I'll have to No I, I don't think I'll have to Old roads they lead nowhere My hands lead to your hair Old roads they lead nowhere My hands lead to your hair Old roads they lead nowhere My hands lead to your hair Old roads they lead nowhere My hands lead to your hair I won't try to miss you But I don't think I'll have to