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Teksty: Our Lady Peace. Spiritual Machines. Middle Of Yesterday.

You feel the love
You feel the past
It's all the things you thought you had

Hah
Hah
Oh, well I woke up in Hell today
I woke up depressed and drained
But that's okay 'cause
I promised not to hurt you, again
Apparently, I'm to blame
But apparently I've been framed
My memory that won't help me
When it's happenin'
Out of the mind
Out of the soul
Out of the light
Out of control

Standin' in the middle of yesterday
When it all went wrong
And we made mistakes
I'm sorry for the things that I forgot to say
But it won't be long
And it will be okay, hey

Hah
Hah
Oh, I promised you I would change
I'm an asshole and I'm ashamed
And I'm upset 'cause I betrayed
Everythin' that you gave
Will you ever let me explain?
Can I beg you to let me stay?
Don't quit me 'cause
I'll never let this happen
Out of the light
Out of the soul
Out of the mind
Out of control

Standin' in the middle of yesterday
When it all went wrong
And we made mistakes
I'm sorry for the things that I forgot to say
But it won't be long
And it will be okay

You feel the love
You feel the past
It's all the things you thought you had
You feel the love
You feel the past
It's all the things you thought you had
It's all the things you thought you had

Standin' in the middle of yesterday
When it all went wrong
And we made mistakes
I'm sorry for the things that I forgot to say
But it won't be long
And it will be okay

Standin' in the middle of yesterday
When it all went wrong
And we made mistakes
I'm sorry for the things that I forgot to say
But it won't be long
And it will be okay

Now, we'll make it up to you
We'll make it up to you
We'll make it up to you
Now, we'll make it up to you
We'll make it up to you
We'll make it up to you
Aah, aaa