Melancholia - текст песни
Melancholia
My coffee's cold, my paper's old, My heart is sold to melancholia, My clothes are torn, my shoes are worn, My heart is born to melancholia.
A strange surprise, what I despise in other guys is here in me, They lose their girl, they lose their world, And then they cry for all to see, I've never felt so bad, the fires drive me mad.
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