Five to Eight

Five to eight and lies again
I'm used to living with the lies since then.
Five to eight and have your drink
I'm scared to talk, I'm scared to think.

Five to eight, and your still married
What a burden for me to be carried
Five to eight and for your sake
I will wait and I will shake.

Five to eight, don't be in a rush
One of these days, I will have a crash.
Five to eight, don't be in a hurry
What a life to share such a lie.

Five to eight, change it tonight
Give me an extension, stay until nine.
Five to eight, tell me a lie
Say that you love me, pretend you're mine.

Five to eight, make it slow
Leave it to me, I'll put up a show
Five to eight, stay a little more
I want you tonight, I desire it all.

Eight to eight what loneliness
Eight to eight what jealousy
Eight to eight what suffering
Eight to eight what emptiness
From eight to eight it's my destiny
To live my life with such intensity
From eight to eight I become a host
To a most beloving and silent ghost
Eight to eight I think of you
Eight to eight I cry for you
Eight to eight I miss you so
Eight to eight I love you more.

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