Текст Ilse DeLange – Déjá Vu

I pick up this bag again
It’s filled full of old news
Negatives I put away
It’s my darkest room

It’s all so familiar
Everything I fear is here
The distance between you and me
Re-appears

I won’t relive yesterday
At this point I’m through
With the pain that I had to pay
Though the scars remain
I refuse
Déjà vu

I hung that coat on the wall
It doesn’t fit anymore
The lining is frayed
And the seams are torn

I won’t relive yesterday
At this point I’m through
With the pain that I had to pay
Though the scars remain
I refuse

To die, inside, again
I know what you’re gonna say
I’ve seen what you do
I’ve been through this passion play
I’ve learned every move

I won’t relive yesterday
At this point I’m through