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I'm sitting in the chair,
The glass is in my hand.
It's dark and I'm a bit drunk,
Like in a cheap movie.
How could this happen to me?
Why can't I remove you from my dreams?
How could I have been so stupid?
No more tears, no more pathetic laments,
It will not help.
No more tears, no more shared moments,
Just a few words I want to say.
I don’t need your love, I don’t need your touch,
I don’t want your lips, because their taste is hurting me.
I don’t need your arms, I don’t need your skin.
Just go away.
Go away, leave alone, just disappear.
You don’t have to explain, you don’t have to apologise.
Go away, leave alone, just disappear.
Now it’s my time, now it’s my turn.
I don’t need your love, I don’t need your touch,
I don’t want your lips, because their taste is hurting me.
I don’t need your arms, I don’t need your skin.
Just go away.
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