I have down and hope somebody notices
I see a point like a comet on a skyline
A great amount of hungry mouths
Wait rain in a heat
The train goes to the South
But everybody feel bad and bleed
And I can`t tear from the glass
My friend is drunk, I`m on the journey again
In that place, where it pours out wine
Near the road, when people die
Her words and movements are haven`t any sense
The biggest thirst for her destroys me
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