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Lyrics

I can not control myself,
So I think I am going mad.
It's so hard for me to understand
Confusing game.

Down the streets I walk alone, knowing
Heart remembers your goodbye
I'm so tired of being the slave of your soul.
Your selfish mind.

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I can't work it out,
I need to forget you
To make me weak...

You're trying to run away from your fears,
But you won't hope in yourself.
And I feel love as it disappears.
Eternal pain.

I can't get rid of you,
My Sergeant.
I'am feeling through your pain
For each action
I wanted you to see the way
I'm burning out just for...

I can't work it out,
I need to forget you
To make me weak...

Forbidden love (I can't help it)
Trust my heart (I can't help it)
Trust my heart (I can't help it)
Trust my heart
Forbidden love
Trust my heart
Trust my heart
Trust my heart

Tried to face the cases
Soon I came to realize
It's so tough to get attention
I think that twice

Once I felt I had you to myself
Like a ladder to the sky
With no one to keep the weight of your hope
I'm non-plussed, why?

I can't work it out,
I need to forget you
But you make me weak.

Forbidden love (I can't help it)
Trust my heart (I can't help it)
Trust my heart (I can't help it)
Trust my heart,
Forbidden love
Trust my heart
Trust my heart
Trust my heart

Forbidden love
Trust my heart

Trust my heart

Trust my heart

Forbidden love
Trust my heart
Trust my heart
Trust my heart

I can't work it out,
I need to forget you
But you make me weak cause' you capture
My mind's spot, your designer smile

I can't work it out,
I need to forget you
But you make me weak cause' you capture
My mind's spot, your designer smile

Yo, louder, louder
Louder, louder
Louder

Writer(s): Polina Sergeevna Gagarina

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