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I do not understand

INSIDE ROARE
I do not understand

I don't understand, because our love was pure.
My head is cloudy and I wash the dirt with my hand.
Why did you leave, what did you want to say.

I don't understand, my tears are falling on the window.
I don't understand, the key to the apartment, what's burning in my hands.
I hope I'm living life somewhere behind the fog.

The kettle clattered for our evening coffee,
I'm letting her run, she's probably cold by now.
I'm watching you down the sidewalk if you turn around
at least once.

aaaaaaaaaaa
I don't understand, tears fall into my hands.
I don't understand why my hands are empty.
I don't understand what's going on
maybe I live somewhere behind the fog.
Written by Inside_Roare (Ivo)
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