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Dropped And Missed
Words by Philipp Kaminsky

Take what you need
And I can try to believe your lies
As long as I can hold my love
The way I did before
Let´s try to leave
Let´s try to leave and find some space
A place where
A place where I can hide
And their file access denied
Hear me the, hear me the last ones cry
Fear me the, fear me the last ones crime
We are just too old (to get lost)
And we don´t try to find
What I´ve dropped
And if we dare to lose control
You still ask for certain skills?
Or do you let us go unused?
Hear me the, hear me the last ones cry
Fear me the, fear me the last ones crime
Hear me the, hear me the last ones cry
Fear me the, fear me the last ones crime
© Woodship GbR 2022
meHo Music
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