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Maybe you hate me But you dress somebody's suit Because there's no risk To put on a mask When we get scared to live With our back, with our back Maybe you love me But you run under the sun and me under the rain It's so easy To lose ourselves When we get scared to love (ooh, ooh) With every tear, with every fear But you could give me just your money But I wished just your honey Burnt your t-shirt, that one with bunny And now about you nothing more of funny Maybe we'll meet again But this not the right life for us It's so hard To live our love When we get scared to see (ooh, ooh) Inside our soul, inside our soul But you could give me just your money But I wished just your honey Burnt your t-shirt, that one with bunny And now about you nothing more of funny Your mind is closed like an aquarium Mine completely opened like the Colosseum So nothing about idyll between us It's not a wrong accent No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no What's wrong is the concept Wrong concept to love But you could give me just your money But I wished just your honey Burnt your t-shirt, that one with bunny And now about you nothing more of funny You could give me just your money But I wished just your honey Burnt your t-shirt, that one with bunny And now about you nothing more of funny Wrong concept Wrong concept to love Wrong concept To love To love Wrong concept |