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The seventh time, love sickness and desillusion
This head that won't listen to me, now
There's crumb of a dark night
Burning in your mouth
'Till I wake you...

It's three steps too far, this slammed door
Your damned bed, this white head, beside you
And there is blood in the stairs
So keep it nice, I'm broken

Between skin and sheets, skin and sheets
I won't disturb you anymore
Between two lights, I woke you up
The seventh time, I won't disturb you anymore
I won't disturb you anymore

The seventh time, love sickness and desillusion
This head that won't listen to me, now
There's crumb of a dark night
Burning in your mouth
'Till I wake you...

Between skin and sheets, skin and sheets
I won't disturb you anymore
Between two lights, I woke you up
The seventh time, I won't disturb you anymore
I won't disturb you anymore

The seventh time, the seventh time
I won't disturb you anymore
I won't disturb you anymore
I won't disturb you anymore
I won't disturb you anymore
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