Lyrics Anyway - Pompeya
Any
day
come
out
Was
it
only
love
Inside,
my
valentine
Please
commute
my
soul
I
was
getting
old
Keep
on
moving
all
the
time
Stuck
a
thorn
so
deep
in
my
arm
I
was
fine
so
don't
be
alarmed
In
the
days
of
playing
the
fool
I
will
break
my
darling,
come
on
Stuck
a
thorn
so
deep
in
my
arm
You
can
find
what's
wrong
in
the
dark
In
the
days
of
playing
the
fool
I
met
you
in
my
eyes
Became
drunk
Anytime
when
I
Face
the
real
life
No
return
and
no
delay
Disabuse
my
soul
I
was
getting
old
Keep
on
moving
anyway
Stuck
a
thorn
so
deep
in
my
arm
I
was
fine
so
don't
be
alarmed
In
the
days
of
playing
the
fool
I
will
break
my
darling,
come
on
Stuck
a
thorn
so
deep
in
my
arm
You
can
find
what's
wrong
in
the
dark
In
the
days
of
playing
the
fool
I
met
you
in
my
eyes
Became
drunk
Any
day
come
out
Was
it
only
love
Any
day
come
out
Was
it
only
love
Inside...
1 Real
2 Pasadena
3 Ooooo (Cry About It)
4 Liar
5 Anyway
6 To the Orient
7 Hysteria
8 Tell Me, Tell Me
9 To a Kid
10 Last One
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