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• Artiste: July Crisis
• Titre: 1914
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You got something on your mind A place you miss a place you left behind You think of all the dreams you killed An empty hole in every heart to fill So the sound of drums, the sound of warning bells Your head's right here your mind is somewhere else Take all, catchin, the chance she burned It all comes down to what you've done She never said that she was someone else And now you're on a sinking ship She didn't stand some punches along the trip And what's the price you're gonna pay tonight An argument that turned into a fight So the sound of drums, the sound of warning bells Your head's right here your mind is somewhere else So they go, you turn, the chance she burned You're wondering what the hell you've done Cus what's the point when she is somewhere else And the memories And all the histories And the things you left behind And its so quiet here It's all coming back to me