The sadness on the face will probably be gone tomorrow
When old my eyes become dead?
What is waiting for me tomorrow as I sing and live without meaning?
Alone in my room as my heartbeat screams
Don't kid yourself and don't fool yourself
I am addicted to the perceived fate
I am alone I linger on to this fate
Don't kid yourself and don't wound yourself
The unstoppable rain The unstoppable sound The unstoppdble around
I won't depend on anyone anymore
Kill the voice Close your eyes Drown in the darkness Roam around
All in darkness
Its such an irony this sunny bright weather
-Good Morning-
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