Lotte Kestner
Lotte Kestner - Falling Out Of Love songtekst
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In an old Silver Line I was yours, you were mine I was hoarse, you were mean We designed drum machines But every day in every way I'm falling out of love with you Every kiss means less and less I'm falling out of love with you Every hour kills a flower I'm falling out of love with you You just bore me more and more I'm falling out of love with you They made sounds much like drums You was young I was dumb Now you're older and I'm wiser We design synthesizers But every day in every way I'm falling out of love with you Every kiss means less and less I'm falling out of love with you Every hour kills a flower I'm falling out of love with you You just bore me more and more I'm falling out of love with you