I think you just know it,
when I am of my own…
I think you just know it,
when things are going down…
I think you just know it,
when there are no facts…
I think you just know it,
when there's nothing left to act…
I think you just know whats,
all I am crying for…
I think you just know whats,
all I am dying for…
ITS ALL WHAT MAKES ME THINK ABOUT YOU
I think it's the feeling,
of loving someone ever…
I think it's the meaning,
my life has turned here…
I think it's the reason,
why I still dream…
I think its illusion,
that makes me scream…
I think it's all what,
makes my hopes end…
I think it's all what,
makes my cravings begin…
ITS ALL WHAT MAKES ME CRY ABOUT YOU
I think it's the decision,
when I don't make things right…
I think it's the relation,
that makes the infern fight…
lest it be some condition,
when I am always deprived…
now it's really the tension,
that makes me annoyed…
I think you always get,
to my nerves…
and its why I feel,
to get earnest…
ITS ALL WHAT MAKES ME HATE ABOUT YOU
I think you just know me,
I am the guy with the same sense…
I think you just know me,
I am the one who was at the end…
I think you just know me,
the one waiting for you…
I think you just know me,
I am the one craving for you…
I think you always,
knew who I were…
I think you always,
knew I was there…
ITS ALL WHAT MAKES ME LOVE ABOUT YOU
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