“Walking on, on my way, there is no need to fake” she said
I think of these days, there’s nothing left to say
Reminds me of the light of spain summer sun =
This is the last thing I can remember
It reminds me of the sunlight and the fear I felt
While I was running back to you, back to addictive troubles
While I was keeping faith on you, I killed the man I was
I dream about another road, to take a ride to an exit
But memories stain still, like I’d stabbed my own back
Barely awake in the back of my car
Barely alive in the trunk of my obsessions
I killed the man I was.
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