The nights
(Woo, woo, woo)
The nights, like this one
They are the ones that hurt the most
The ones that hurt the most
There are many without mercy
Nights, like this one
Always make me cry
There will be loneliness, there will be loneliness
Nights, like this one
They look like you
They have no compassion
They like to make people suffer
They are cold as ice
They are full of memories
Of caresses and morals
Of promises that were made
A long time ago
A night like today
These are nights to cry
They are nights to suffer
They are nights to forget
That yesterday I was happy
Bitter hours for a heart
That It happens to him talking about you
That he still has hope
That you come back here
Oh, yeah
Yeah, my man Mikey, oh, yeah man, hit it
They are nights, to cry
They are nights, to suffer
They are nights, to forget
That yesterday I was happy
Bitter hours for a heart
That spends time talking about you
That still has hope
That you come back here
It's nights, it's nights, it's nights
It's killing me, my loneliness
It's nights, it's nights, it's nights
Yeah, the nights, without your love, without your love

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