IntroNow August Is Stained With The Melody Of Your LipsI Always Hate The SunsetAdd It To The List Of Things That You Took From MeVerse 1You Ruined Spanish AccentsYou Ruined Long Brown HairYou Ruined Fine CuisineYou Ruined Precious Things: Movies After Midnight,Faded Pictures And Cheap Red WineYou Hate Those Shorts I Wore So I Threw Them Away When You Moved OnThat's Not Like Me - To Throw Good Things Away, Just Because They Don't BelongBut I Was Following Your FootstepsChorusWhy Do I Always Find Your Footsteps Here?They're Fuckin Up Thе SunsetAdd 'Em To The List Of Things That You Took From MеHa HaHa Ha HaHa HaHa HaHa Ha HaVerse 2(Llamas Gemelas) You Took My Dignity(Llamas Gemelas) You Took My Sense Of Peace(Llamas Gemelas) You Took My Summer Grief(Llamas Gemelas) What Does That Leave Of Me?InstrumentalOutroNow August Is Stained With The Melody Of Your Lips
