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May 2015
With a broken voice i sing a broken song
With a broken soul i live a broken life

With a broken head
you tell me what to say, what to do

Even a broken mirror does reflect
(Gotta be closer)
(Gotta be closer)

The cold cracks, the blinds fly
Measuring the frame

And distance
(Do not matter)
(Do not matter)
Written by
Pea
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