It's not right to go outside when you are sad. So many ghosts are trying to fill the void inside my head
When the rain bites the skin I feel the Rainy morning dysphoria when every raindrop brings The smell of (the) Rainy morning dysphoria The time when ghosts of the past talk to me Rainy morning dysphoria Leave me alone
It's not wrong to be alone when you are sad. But what to do with memories inside my head?
When the rain bites the skin I feel the Rainy morning dysphoria when every raindrop brings The smell of (the) Rainy morning dysphoria The time when ghosts of the past talk to me Rainy morning dysphoria Leave me alone
Ghosts of the past don't talk to me talk to me Ghosts of the past they talk to me talk to me
When the rain bites the skin I feel the Rainy morning dysphoria when every raindrop brings The smell of (the) Rainy morning dysphoria The time when ghosts of the past talk to me Rainy morning dysphoria Leave me alone