Текст песни Rick Astley - Breathe
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Paper Towers Of Vogue And Vanity FairThey Are Still StandingAnd The Spaces In The Bathroom Are Incredibly BareAnd It`s Better This WayAnd I Don`t Miss The Sunrise On The Colours Of Your HairAnd I Don`t Mind The Mornings No Not Much Any More No NotMuch Any MoreAnd It Hurts To Breathe, When Your Perfume`s EverywhereAnd It Hurts To Breathe, When The Memories Are Hanging In The AirThere Will Be Dust On The Spice Rack In No Time At AllTell Me, Who`s Around To NoticeAnd I Won`t Run From The Shower Whenever You CallAnd It`s Better This WayAnd I Won`t Miss The Starlight And The Clothes You Used To WearAnd I Don`t Mind The Moonlight No Not Much Anymore No NotMuch AnymoreAnd It Hurts To Breathe, When Your Perfume`s EverywhereAnd It Hurts To Breathe, When The Memories Are Hanging In The AirAnd You Know I Can Handle It, I Can Handle It, I`m Getting Out MoreAnd You Know I`m Over It, I`m So Over It, Until I Close The DoorAnd It Hurts To Breathe, When Your Perfume`s EverywhereAnd It Hurts To Breathe, When The Memories Are Hanging In The Air