All the stars burn, I roll over in bed
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The bottom of a bottle tastes like nothing to me
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About what happens to me, I tell it to my pillow
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I follow your parade, I eat your jam
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That exists on your lips tired of words
From asking myself so much
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It'll be cardboard, it'll be ice
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It'll be the tickles when your hair brushes me
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It'll be concrete, it'll be your black eyes
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It'll be the time since I last sneaked into the metro
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It'll be that my heart is a car without brakes
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And my soul in black and white
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I only know the heaven of your mouth and I poison myself
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With the kisses we give each other
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And with how little it takes us to miss each other so much
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All the streetlights go out, I climb up to the roof
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The first light of dawn that has kept me awake
That even if I don't control it
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Because lately I only dream in colors
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I only dream dreams with different flavors
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And from hell I try to ask you
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What the heaven of our hearts is made of
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It'll be cardboard, it'll be ice
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It'll be the tickles when your hair brushes me
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It'll be concrete, it'll be your black eyes
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It'll be the time since I last sneaked into the metro
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It'll be that my heart is a car without brakes
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And my soul in black and white
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I only know the heaven of your mouth and I poison myself
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With the kisses we give each other
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With the desire we have
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And with how little it takes us to miss each other so much
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And even if the sirens sing, I stay here by your side
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That dreams of being a vagabond that wants to follow your steps