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It was the month of Holi
You were telling stories
And I
Was fairly in love
Deeply in lust, fighting fire
There was no road for us
Just awful load for us
Defeated hope for us
Colourful soap of us
On primetime, in broad daylight
A half baked life, an eye for an eye
I wanted to love you, love you, love you
I wanted to love you, love you, love you
I have dreams, awful dreams
Of that time, of that night
My love screams, got no means
To fight back, to react
It's becoming gory
I remember stories, and I
Can barely hold on
Don't feel so strong
Burned by the fire
There was no road for us
Just awful load for us
Defeated hope for us
Colourful soap of us
On primetime, in broad daylight
An awful life, an eye for an eye
I wanted to love you, love you, love you
I wanted to love you, love you