Feel crowded in empty room
Followed by the rustle beside my back
Grateful for heaving heart
I’d rather go without
My sun doesn’t rise
Hidden under sad black banners
Even in afterlife
Solitude is what you give me
You come with every raindrop
Faint ghost of my dream
Abandon as always
I can feel you under my skin
My sun doesn’t rise
Hidden under sad black banners
Even in afterlife
Solitude is what you give me
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