слова песни Backstreet Boys - Intro (Unbreakable)

As night stroke the final works
The cutting pain ever hurts
Why you hate to love what's made for you
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon (Sunday afternoon)



I think is like that:

Last night I saw the fireworks
The kind of pain that never hurts
The one you hate to love is made for you
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon
Sunday afternoon

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