Last Weekend

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Luca Testa


Everything is a reminder, of what you do
I know my heart ain’t a liar, speaks the truth
I wish we could do it over, but our times comes to
I watch go up and fire, then I knew

There's nothing left of the weekend
I'm trying my best to pretend
You'll be coming to take me back tonight

But all that's left of the weekend
Are all the stains I'm seeing on the floor
I miss you more
With every new mistake, eh eh!

Oh oh oh, woah woah but I'm still thinking
Oh oh oh, woah woah ‘bout our last weekend

Oh oh oh, woah woah ‘bout our last weekend

The memories I'm chasing, will never fade
'Cause there's no replacing, what we've made
I wish we could do it over, but our times comes to
I watch go up and fire, then I knew

There's nothing left of the weekend
I'm trying my best to pretend
You'll be coming to take me back tonight

But all that's left of the weekend
Are all the stains I'm seeing on the floor
I miss you more
With every new mistake, eh eh!


Oh oh oh, woah woah ‘bout our last weekend
Oh oh oh, woah woah ‘bout our last weekend

Oh oh oh, woah woah ‘bout our last weekend
But I'm still thinking, ‘bout our last weekend


Oh oh oh, woah woah ‘bout our last weekend
But I'm still thinking, ‘bout our last weekend

Thể loại:  Âu Mỹ,  Electronic / Dance


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