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I wanna remember you as you sit there in the thin blanket, hair glued to your face with guilty smile.

I wanna remember how it felt
When our clothes landed on one pile
And we walked down the isle
Of morally confusing choices
I wanna remember the quiet of the voices
In my head
Chci vzpomínky na vibrující svět
Mezi tvými navlhlými rty
Chci v hlavě znovu vidět
Plnost tvojí nahoty


I want you to leave me with a smile on your face and no expectations from tommorrow
`Cause the lack of love should not be fucking sorrow