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Nothing is worse
Nothing is worse than losing you
Than waking up to the world I knew
As filed with the sweetest flow
No longer painted with your love
Nothing is worse than being back
To the place I was standing stuck
Guessing will I ever feel one day?
Will my sky turn blue from gray?
Nothing is worse than to forget
How to fly with you and get
On my knees before the world again
Hiding behind smile deepest pain
Nothing is worse than to give a hope
To everyone and put a thick rope
Around my neck praying that the one
Won't pull too hard to make me gone
Nothing is worse than to remember
Sound of your voice so tender
The way your kiss felt on my lips
To know those were only mine needs
Nothing is worse dying to feel
You eyes gaze on me with clear
Desire to make me yours anew
And know I'm dying to feel it too
Nothing is worse that to cry
For knowing you are not mine
That now you are for someone else
Our memories smolder on the shelve
Nothing is worse than to wake up
Realising it's was just a nap
Then to recall all happened with us
And ache next our love's dust
Than waking up to the world I knew
As filed with the sweetest flow
No longer painted with your love
Nothing is worse than being back
To the place I was standing stuck
Guessing will I ever feel one day?
Will my sky turn blue from gray?
Nothing is worse than to forget
How to fly with you and get
On my knees before the world again
Hiding behind smile deepest pain
Nothing is worse than to give a hope
To everyone and put a thick rope
Around my neck praying that the one
Won't pull too hard to make me gone
Nothing is worse than to remember
Sound of your voice so tender
The way your kiss felt on my lips
To know those were only mine needs
Nothing is worse dying to feel
You eyes gaze on me with clear
Desire to make me yours anew
And know I'm dying to feel it too
Nothing is worse that to cry
For knowing you are not mine
That now you are for someone else
Our memories smolder on the shelve
Nothing is worse than to wake up
Realising it's was just a nap
Then to recall all happened with us
And ache next our love's dust
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