Alan Walker - Darkside (feat. Au/Ra and Tomine Harket)

Daphne parked her car on the drive and stepped out, with a bag in her hand. She walked to the house, inserted the key in the lock and pushed the door open. She walked inside and closed the door.
“Emmanuel, I’m home!” she shouted. She took her جیکٹ off and hung it on the کوٹ rack. Then she walked further to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and let the bag slip out of her hands.
Someone had been in their house and rearranged it with new furniture and someone had cleaned up the mess.
Daphne was furious. She had دیا Cas the straight order of fixing everything. This would cost a fortune and they did not have...

I hate your Stephen Lynch shirts
and your Jurassic Park merchandise
I hate that I can’t talk to you
Without sounding like an imbecile (i know that doesn't rhyme)

I hate that you’re on my mind
Every سیکنڈ of everyday
I hate that I have to remind myself
I’d better stay away

I hate that when I go on Twitter
your tweets are the first ones that I see
I hate that when I talk to you
you never ever talk back to me

I hate that we have so much in common
but آپ will never want to know
I hate that I don’t exist to you
and that I have to go through this alone

I hate that I have to restrain myself
From reaching...