It seems like three lifetimes have passed since last time that I was in love
And even sounds from the memories faded and I'm screaming just to remind
That I'm still able to feel
The heart throb hard and relish taste of whims
But the time devours the efforts
Submerged by debauchery
Waking up at the wrong place, in wrong bed
I find these wounds still unhealed
Wiping another lipstick off my chicks
As if to clear soul, though I know my love has
CH:
Gone With the wind
I'm bound to believe
Just to fill the emptiness
Bits of the consciousness are still sweetened by your name
And due to this I feel that my thoughts get dimmer and I'm maddened at being the same
Fool I used to be
And that gives me the shivers of sweet pain
And here I am again to play this frivolous game
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