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The Curse of an Aching Heart - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)
You made me what I am today I hope you're satisfied
You dragged and dragged me down until the soul within me died
You've shattered each and every dream fooled me right from the start
And though you're not true may God bless you
That's the curse of an aching heart
You made me what I am today I should hope you're satisfied
You dragged you dragged me down until the soul within me died
You've shattered each and every dream you fooled me right from the start
And although you're not true may God bless you
That's the curse of an aching heart
