Nothing more than a memory
Nothing more than a dream
Thought everything was perfect,
nothing's ever what it seems

Nothing more than a lie
Nothing more than just a fight
But why are we still angry,
when we've already made things right?

Nothing more than an empty promise
Nothing more than a mistake
We were just two people,
who didn't have what it takes

Nothing more than a hello
Nothing more than a good-bye
Those were our last words spoken,
though neither one of us knew why...

-C.a.M.-

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