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• Artiste: Ida
• Titre: Past The Past
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After you gave up on the world For the first time I understood Your words were as good to me as gold But it's all getting old already I care about what you see Even though you try to take the best of me apart And punish me for trying I watched you hit the ground With the luckiest smile around With your stupid guile and your chain I couldn't have missed you hailing cabs in the rain I care about what you see Even though you try to take the best of me apart And punish me trying Everyday the nausea hits you You face the mirror Wonder if you'll ever get out of here We'll never get past the past Staring a hole through the bottom of a dirty shot glass I listen well to your rage And search your face for a spark For something shimmering in the dark