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Wet papers, and choked words In love the black bottom And I say that they were not written for me So that I can pass this too Where are the things I care about Everything looks the same to you And it is dangerous to deny it To pretend I don't want you again To decide to get dressed and go out Not to believe that love hurts Now I am in the middle of the night In the middle of the world like a flower blooming Love hurts and that's something Comfort and hope to wait And so I am in the night Street flower cut by you Love hurts and that's something Comfort and hope to wait Like a blooming flower For another love cut But time is quietly winning And it's dangerous to stay here My home now is the street So that I can pass this too Where what they throw at me Everything points to you And it is useless to deny it So I'll pretend I don't want you And I will decide to forget that too Where you said one night that love hurts Now I am in the middle of the night In the middle of the world like a flower blooming Love hurts and that's something Comfort and hope to wait And so I am in the night Street flower cut by you Love hurts and that's something Comfort and hope to wait Like a blooming flower For another love cut I wait in the night Not to believe that love hurts Now I am in the middle of the night In the middle of the world like a flower blooming Love hurts and that's something Comfort and hope to wait And so I am in the night Street flower cut by you Love hurts and that's something As long as I can still wait Like a blooming flower I wait in the night For another love cut

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