Does not make sense
I return home
You're gone
And never returned
The smell still in my clothes
The memories remain in me
Even when lying
And say I'm happy
Even when the waking day
And paint the blank pages I left
No matter where you go
I'll never be there
No matter what you do
I'll never do
My smell still in your clothes
Your pain was have to gone
Even when lying
And say I'm happy
Even when the waking day
And paint the blank pages
Even when lying
And say I'm happy
Even when the waking day
And paint the blank pages ooo I left
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