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Testo Heartache In July
Delayed trains, James Bay and rain
I wait as hope fades away
A tear rolls down my cheek
I daydream you run after me to tell me „please stay“
Pink sunset, watermelon, hair wet
Partys don't end, bodies are tanned
Sounds like summer, but I suffer
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, and so is my mind
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, just like inside
Heartache in July
Memories of our nights crash in me on this ride
So I've been pushed asidе, you said goodbye
And now I wish that I was colourblind
Pink sunset, watermеlon, hair wet
Partys don't end, bodies are tanned
Sounds like summer, but I suffer
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, and so is my mind
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, just like inside
Heartache in July
Those pink flamingos they're all deflating
I don't belong here anymore
I tried too much, dear
But you weren't buying
Well, I'm not selling anymore
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, and so is my mind
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, just like inside
Heartache in July
I wait as hope fades away
A tear rolls down my cheek
I daydream you run after me to tell me „please stay“
Pink sunset, watermelon, hair wet
Partys don't end, bodies are tanned
Sounds like summer, but I suffer
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, and so is my mind
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, just like inside
Heartache in July
Memories of our nights crash in me on this ride
So I've been pushed asidе, you said goodbye
And now I wish that I was colourblind
Pink sunset, watermеlon, hair wet
Partys don't end, bodies are tanned
Sounds like summer, but I suffer
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, and so is my mind
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, just like inside
Heartache in July
Those pink flamingos they're all deflating
I don't belong here anymore
I tried too much, dear
But you weren't buying
Well, I'm not selling anymore
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, and so is my mind
I'm sick of heartache in July
The sky is so deep blue, just like inside
Heartache in July
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