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Dried Flowers (English ver.)(doraifurawaingurisshubajon)
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Dried Flowers (English ver.)(doraifurawaingurisshubajon)
Maybe I am not the one that you were looking for
Maybe we were trying to keep what we cannot afford
Before we knew we found ourselves fighting all the time
Im so sorry

You know Ive been trying to bring it up to you
I guess were never gonna work it out
Even when we had a tiny apartment for us two
Our conversation was one way , yeah , without a doubt

If we meet again somewhere along the way
Wonder if we can laugh about all that we went through today
I dont even know how , how to tell you the reasons why
Dont wanna cry when you sleep by my side
Yeah , this I know for sure

Not your voice not your face not even your clumsiness
None of it
None of it
I cant seem to say I hate it
Like dried flowers our colors fade
All of the days that we had
Maybe maybe maybe someday
Theyll fade away

Maybe youre not the one that I was looking for
But you cant make me cry for you anymore
" Why is it always me ? " I used to say
But now I dont do that no more

Breakups and broken hearts are so unbearable
Everything we had turned out to be forgettable
You know Im wondering how youre getting along
Like are you really doing fine with somebody new ?

Truth is I dont want to see you face to face again
Id really appreciate if you could stay the hell away
Cause you havent changed a bit
You want everything your own way
But I still cant help myself
from texting back trying to play it cool

Not your voice not your face not even your clumsiness
Even now
Even still
I cant seem to say I hate it
Like dried flowers our colors fade
Its just a matter of time
Maybe maybe maybe someday
Well fade away

I see my demons there dancing in the moonlight
Maybe I am going crazy , losing my mind
Even in darkness I can see the colors shine bright

Yellow red and blue calling out your name
From the bottom of my heart , its so relentless
The love I had for you is trying to break its way free

Its your voice its your face its even your clumsiness
All of it
All of it
Now I know I hate them all
Ive got flowers that will not wither
Im handing them to you
Will you will you will you will you
Keep them forever ?
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