Miguel Rosa - Hill Тексты

A friend of mine moved to another hill
I've tried really hard send her straight down to the hell
I know she's kind of disease for me
Where it´s sore, can't she see

Send her straight down to the hell
To make myself better
To keep my world well
To keep my mind, well

A friend of mine moved to another hill
I've tried really hard send her straight down to the hell
I know she's kind of disease for me
Where its sore, can't she see

It´s all about
It´s all about

It´s all about, you know!
All about memories
It´s all about, you know!
All about memories
It´s all about, you know!
All about memories

Oh! Remind me
Reminds me till fall asleep
Oh, till fall asleep

It´s all about
It´s all about

It´s all about, you know!
All about memories
It´s all about, you know!
All about memories
It´s all about, you know!
All about memories

Oh! Remind me
Reminds me till fall asleep
Oh, till fall asleep

A friend of mine moved to another hill
I've tried really hard send her straight down to the hell
I know she's kind of disease for me
Where it´s sore, I ain´t gonna tell
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