Из альбома: Pontus, the Devil, and Me

I remember bright nights in mid june.
We didnt even need stars to find ourselves.
I remember how we had our own words, made them up just to be like no one else.
Because we didn’t care what anyone else would say.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we.
I remember playing in your bedroom.
I remember really sunday afternoons.
Known colors we would be together.
From the pictures that we drawed each other.
I still see them all every now and then.
I remember about sweat and red snow.
I remember frostbite and hugs of love.
But i dont think i will ever see them again.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we had.
Those were the best days that we…

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