‘Personal’ by Florrie. Taken from the album ‘The Lost Ones’. Listen now: [ Ссылка ]

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Lyrics:
I took a walk outside,
You were asleep with your head up on my pillow,
I watched the fear, leave your eyes,
I felt a revolution starting as I tiptoed.

And there’s a method to my madness,
I can’t find the words, I don’t speak your language,
And it’s my favourite habit,
Lying to myself to forget what happened.

Cause maybe this time it’s personal,
You turned my heart cold, oh why can’t you tell that,
Maybe this time it’s permanent,
Your love, it cuts deep and it hurts like hell.

Was I so misunderstood,
You covered up my doubts and pushed away the silence,
There was a time, we were good,
But all your growing insecurities defined us.

And there’s a method to my madness,
I can’t find the words, I don’t speak your language,
And it’s my favourite habit,
Lying to myself to forget what happened.

Cause maybe this time it’s personal,
You turned my heart cold, oh why can’t you tell that,
Maybe this time it’s permanent,
Your love, it cuts deep and it hurts like hell.

And I’ll hold on strong, cause I don’t want forever if forever is gone.
And I’ll hold on strong, cause somewhere in the middle’s not where I belong.

Cause maybe this time it’s personal,
You turned my heart cold, oh why can’t you tell that,
Maybe this time it’s permanent,
Your love, it cuts deep but it hurts like hell.

Maybe this time, maybe this time it’s personal
Maybe this time, maybe this time it’s personal

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