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Paroles: Kill Your Idols. The Shortest Dream I've Ever Had.



And Im glad it hurts so bad, A reminder of feelings I never should have had. Thats what I get a door slammed in my face. You showed me who I am, and put me in my place. 3 hours in the pouring rain, coming home feeling hurt again. And I wonder why I was so blind, why cant I leave this feeling behind? That was the shortest dream I ever had. And it makes me glad it hurt so bad. No time left for us to play. I now know youre the one I now know youre the one I now know youre the onethat got away. 3 hours in the pouring rain, coming home feeling hurt again. And I wonder why I was so blind, why I cant leave this feeling behind. And Im glad it hurts so bad, A reminder of feelings I never should have had. Thats what I get a door slammed in my face. You showed me who I am, and put me in my place. This is the worst dream I ever had. And it makes me glad it hurts so bad. Laugh if you want, absorb what you can. You wont be seeing me you wont be seeing me you wont be seeing me Im not coming back again.