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superdemko
I'm too weak to be your cure.
 
Let's count the days until winter comes our way
We're all tired and ready to breathe
And there's a rumor that there's a bitter cold chill in the air
It's haunting every breath we take.
The hint of alcohol and nicotine, it keeps us warm inside.

So all your fashion sense aware, the sweaters unfold themselves.
We are all alone, but we're better off by ourselves.

It's time to roll the windows down
And feel the cold air all around.
We are heading out of town
And not a thing can stop us now, get carried away.

Let's think about all those nights on Luckie St.
We stayed up til 3 am.
with all the gossip and the latest guys.
There's a bitter cold chill in the air, it's haunting every breath we take.
The hint of alcohol and nicotine it keeps us warm inside.

So all your fashion sense aware, the sweaters unfold themselves.
We are all alone, but we're better off by ourselves.

It's time to roll the windows down
and feel the cold air all around.
We are heading out of town
and not a thing can stop us now. get carried a...

This winter is much like all the rest.
This season's changed since we've been away.
This winter is much like all the rest.

It's time to roll the windows down
And feel the cold air all around.
We are heading out of town
And not a thing can stop us now.
Get carried away, get carried away...
No liebes - lieben Sie mich?
 
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