When the routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
But emotions wont grow
And were changing our ways,
Taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again
Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
Our respect run so dry?
Yet theres still this appeal
That weve kept through our...
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senti un po' soffri di instabilit di umore?sarebbe il caso che fai un bel respiro profondo prima di mettere mano sulla tastiera x scrivermi!antipatico.