Faces in your diary All the poems which made you sad Now it needs a surgery To remove me from inside your head
It seems to be a perjury And the promise I've to ignore My love is a luxury Once you were searching for "Once you were searching for" Now you don't want afford anymore You don't need me for sure You don't need me for sure
Sold to memory store 'Cause I can not afford you for sure Now it feels like before I don't need you for sure
We don't need us for sureTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
