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• Artiste: Pains Of Being Pure At Heart (The)
• Titre: Anymore
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Black eyes in the summer sublime Now your blood has turned to wine Don’t be so quick to call me a child Came to with the curtains drawn No need to hide the scars on your arms Was then I knew nothing was wrong Anymore, anymore, anymore I couldn’t take anymore, anymore, anymore I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you I didn’t know the price I’d pay I lost my way, don’t say it wasn’t true But could you never learn to behave Like a middle class kid with the privilege to save Your barbs for a private page? Don’t need to be told what I’ll never be Anymore, anymore, anymore I couldn’t take anymore, anymore, anymore I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you, oh I wanted to die with you I wanted to die with you