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Cry To The Beat
It's a cold night out there All those people are unaware As unaware as I once was Until the day that I woke up And everything was gone... I turned the music on! And I cried to the beat As I tried not to remember All those damn good memories I cried to the beat And remembered every single Damn good memory Why do I have such a damn good memory? I cried to the beat When it happens you'll be unprepared Thinking everything is nice and fair But sometimes happiness gets drunk And gets behind the wheel and does Lots of damage, lots of damage Yesterday's hell is today's heaven I know you won't listen You think it will never happen But when it does You'll turn the music on Letras de cancionesAnd you'll cry to the beat As you try not to remember all those damn good memories You'll cry to the beat And remember every single little damn good memory Why do you have such a damn good memory? The lucky ones won't relate to this song From Letras Mania