Sergi Prim - it aint hurt what you make (feat. Marta Mendes)

Without looking to you I start to cry
Without being next to you I'd almost die
I wanna feel alone
Neither next or close
Be ourselves at all
Pray for both our dose
I can feel your fragile hair
Waving in the air
Firing a match
Fall at toss
Toss a dice and I can say
It ain't hurt what you make
Real pain at my veins
Stumble hurt
That's the way
That's the way
To make it obvious
To make it oh
To make it oh

Written by:
Sergi Prim

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