The beginning says:
"Don't forget about me"
The end only says:
"We'll never meet, yeah"
Happyness says:
"Can you gimme a ride?"
But anxiety knows,
there's more room inside, yeah.
The wind would love,
to stay here with you.
The fog, he tries
to think it through, year.
The disguise moans:
"I feel so used"
Promodel says:
"I wanna be yours, year"
Wanna be yours.
Heart lets it slip:
"I'm not be boss"
The nowhere admits:
"I wanna be loved"
The truth whispering:
"Don't conceal me".
Love secretly writes:
"Come and find me".
Come and find me.
"Where did we go wrong"?-
Said the memory.
The flower appeals:
"Please, kidnap me, yeah".
"Gimme your hand"-
is what said the fear.
Childrean they dine
with wild tigers here.
The TV, it hissed:
"It's just us two".
Its shadow repeats:
"Can't follow you, yeah".
Can't follow you.
Temptation says:
"I am the boss"
The hiding-place says:
"I feel so lost, yeah".
And so the cringe
Fits so sfraid.
Gravity watns:
"No nees to hate, yeah".
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