me

i try to kill those ghosts inside of me
that voice you’ve spoke is yelling in my ears
(and i don´t believe in love fools)
i´d like to have those eyes you want to kiss______ wishing something
i wish i had that voice you want to hear_____________i believe in
(and i don´t belive in love fools)________________________ do you feel something
this feeling is so hard that i can´t breathe_________ wishing something
i wish you touch my hair when i´m asleep ________and i don' t know
(and i don´t belive in love fools)____________________________ tired of this
the words you wrote are putting me away___________ tired of that
i know that love was for somebody else______ I don´t know me myself and i

you and i know, you and i tried, you and i ran
leaving old stories far behind
and it feels good, and it´s so warm
having those eyes
playing with me myself and i

i try to kill those ghosts inside of me
the voice you´ve spoke is yelling in my ears______ and i don´t know
(and i don´t believe in love fools)
i´d like to have those eyes you want to kiss_____ wishing something
i wish i had that voice you want to hear_______________ i belive in
(and i don´t believe in love fools)____________________ i believe in me myself and i
_____________________________________________________me myself and i

you and i know, you and i tried, you and i ran
leaving old stories far behind
and it feels good, and it´s so warm
having those eyes
playing with me myself and i________________________tired of this
______________________________________tired of that

me myself and i - the gift

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