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Paroles: Link 80. Looking Back.

your way of expressing friendship with me
is a shotgun blast in my head
all this bullshit leaving me out
it makes me wish that you were dead
the rain has left now
but the puddles still remain
the one thing i know
it'll never be the same again
looking back now at the stupid things we did
and all those things i wish i never said
now we're stuck in a situation

that's irreversible
i wish we could go back in time but that's impossible
the rain has left now
but the puddles still remain
the one thing i know
it'll never be the same again
looking back now at the stupid things we did
and all those things i wish i never said