Losing time
Holding on to devices
To answer someone
Someone who might be in need of a little of my touch
But
Oh,
When I see there is nothing left from the bing bang
We Had,
Oh,
Isn’t it sad to see
You don’t realise
I’ve grown up by your side
Oh,
No calls, No messages
Blow,
Honey, Blow my phone-laptop-head
Or
Never
Call me up again to say
You wanted me to stay
Cause
I have wasted all my evening
For
Oh.
A little of my luckiness
Never
Cry another sob-story to me
Don’t tell me your dreams
I am not your saviour
Let me be
MY OWN BEAUTY QUEEN

Cause
I’ve wasted my evening wanting to ask you
But all what you’ve done
Is been a little out of reach

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