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Description
Love is like a broken record - the same words, the same arguments, the same tears at three in the morning. And yet, my finger still reaches to press play again. Because for some reason, the pain it causes still seems better than the silence without it.
There are no beautiful metaphors about eternity in this song - only an honest confession: yes, it's toxic, yes, it destroys, but the heart stubbornly chooses ashes if they smell of familiar warmth. This is music about addiction without drugs - when “one more chance” sounds like both hope and a death sentence.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Up late crying again. Moments I want to erase.
Why do I still reach for you when you're screaming in my face?
Holding you, hurting me.
It's no release. Another fight with you.
Replaying the words that you can't take back.
You say that it's not you when you treat me like that.
But I can't shake the truth, still see the good in you.
A naive game I'll lose, but it's still you I choose.
She breaks my heart, but I hurry back. I'm ready for the restart.
Oh, it's touching my heart, but I need it bad. I'll break the fucking door down.
I can't lie, jumping back got me feeling for the first time. I need her back, but I might lose my mind.
I'll do it -for her, do it for her. -Another fight with you.
Replaying the words that you can't take back.
You say that it's not you when you treat me like that.
But I can't shake the truth, still see the good in you.
A naive game I'll lose, but it's still you I choose.
I can't put my heart on the line.
I've been fighting all your demons daily.
I can't put my life on the line for you, baby.
I can't fight the person you've been lately. Another fight with you.
Replaying the words that you can't take back.
You say that it's not you when you treat me like that.
But I can't shake the truth, still see the good in you.
A naive game I'll lose, but it's still you I choose.