I have the years of age undergo pangs of remembering and forgetting, losing and finding love
at the wall clock, the beating heart of hearts, show a transient time, temporary living
in the presence of sharp swords and pointed your love I surrender
stabbed me to the sink to break secret love for me is only a matter of time gazing at your face
I may be slowly killing themselves. slowly right up to you. Love is pain!
in the end I will die. and all the beats will stop.
at the wall clock, the beating heart of hearts, show a transient time, temporary living
in the presence of sharp swords and pointed your love I surrender
stabbed me to the sink to break secret love for me is only a matter of time gazing at your face
I may be slowly killing themselves. slowly right up to you. Love is pain!
in the end I will die. and all the beats will stop.
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