Pompeya — Anyway

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Anyway come out
Was it only love
Inside, my valentine
Please commute my soul
I was getting old
Keep on moving all the time

Stuck a thorn so deep in my arm
I was fine so don’ be alarmed
In the days of playing the fool
I will break my darling, come on
Stuck a thorn so deep in my arm
You can find whats wrong in the dark
In the days of playing the fool
I met you and my eyes became drunk

Anytime when I
Face the real life
No return and no delay
Disabuse my soul
I was getting old
Keep on moving anyway

Stuck a thorn so deep in my arm
I was fine so don’ be alarmed
In the days of playing the fool
I will break my darling, come on
Stuck a thorn so deep in my arm
You can find whats wrong in the dark
In the days of playing the fool
I met you and my eyes baecame drunk