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What we did last night doesn't feel right
Morning kills our passion of night
Well the dawn is brake, it's early morning
And we start the same old fight

You go to bedroom take a rest
I bag my bags and go ahead

Is your heard made of stone
Is it cold inside
Or is it made of gold
Still it's cold inside
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You send a message,it said "call me NOW!"
"Call me before I die"
Oh, I can call you babe, I can call you everyday
But it don't matters anyway

It's like blind lead a blind
I start to think my love wasn't right

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What we did last night doesn't feel right
Morning kills our passion of night
Well the dawn is brake, it's early morning
And we start the same old fight

It's like blind lead a blind
I start to think my love wasn't right

chorus