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Le soleil s'est leve pour cette nouvelle journee d'ete, La nuit etoilee, parsemee s'en est allee, Le marchand de sable hier soir nous a oublie, Tant
This is only the start You're only opening the book You're only on the first line of what's going to take a little while I hope you don't hold your breath
The city is at a war Playtime for the young and rich Ignore me if you see me 'cause I just don't give a shit The city is at war Bless the young and rich
First Verse: It seems that my life is a never-ending story And I cant take the drama one more day So let these words penetrate you deeply: Im sorry
First Verse: Sitting in the backseat of your car, Oh how appropriate this is: another meaning given to my seating. Ill never know how to describe
First Verse: Go ahead and tell your stories of your feelings of regret And the promises you made that you didnt forget Still the night is getting older
