Sweet Misery

… and again music is soul.

I wish I didn't feel it
I know it just ain't right
But it seems to pop up in my head
Morning, noon, and night
I just can't release it
The memory of you
Mama never told me
Love would leave me so damn blue

1ove, melancholy.

 
love, amel larrieux, sweet misery
  1. , , confirm
  2. that this is my and you
  3. can find out who I am from this
  4. With that said ,
  5. is what I wanted to with you. — and yes, please