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Oh, can't you tell me what makes me fell this way? |
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It's overwhelming, obscuring all my days. |
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Give me a reason to carry on for more. |
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The change of season, it undermines my core. |
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A constant darkness coating me, |
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I cannot see you, no more... |
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Excuse me for the things |
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I've said, if |
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I could change it |
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I'd be glad, it is just, it drives me to desperation, to desperation. |
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There's no solution, |
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I'm heading for the end. |
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The consecution is lying in my hand. |
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A constant streaming, opening me. |
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I cannot feel you, no more... |
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Forgive me all the things |
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I've made for peace of mind, now it's too late, it is just, it drives me to desperation. |
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Excuse me for the things |
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I've said, if |
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I could change it |
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I'll be glad, it is just, it drives me to desperation, to desperation. |
