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Woorden: Rocket Summer (The). Rocket Summer. December Days.


Too bad,
Let's make it of what we have.
Life gets so hard without the best.
Can't send this down,
I'm sick of this life when it comes out of me...

How does it feel, you wanna know?
I'm so distraught,
I can't be left alone
Never, seems forever.
Days still take down in December.

See into this break,
And the memories here tell me,
Do they care, to care?
When will I lose this burden I wear?
And do they care, to care?

Get you back into my life,
Gotta get you.
Get you back into my life.
There's no way that I can do this right.
Gotta get you,
Get you back into my life,
Yeah...

How could this be a day to me?
You're nothing like a shame to me.
Regretful thoughts they break me,
Make me see, without you I can't be me.

See into your brown eyes,
Turn into your brown eyes.
See why your world is down,
And I don't make a sound.
I just wanna see you,
Just wanna be you,
Cause I don't wanna let you down...

See into this break,
And the memories here tell me,
Do they care, to care?
When will I lose this bruden I wear?
And tell me,
Do they care, to care?

Get you back into my life,
Gotta get you.
Get you back into my life.
There's no way that I can do this right.
Gotta get you,
Get you back into my life.

Please go to sleep,
And never mind the love.
I get the moment alone again,
Then you're here again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again...