58.
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gözlerimde yaş, kalbimde sızı, unutmadım seni
unutamadım, unutamadım, ne olur anla beni
its the price we gotta pay, and all the games we gotta play
makes me wonder if it's worth to carry on.
It Feels like the end, When you're closer to losing your dreams
Than losing a friend
Flying blind
I'm shooting into the dark
Who will I find.
