buried, torn
and tired
oh, you hear lightnings
should we care about this?
should we care about this?
it’s all old stories -
across the room
we fell. the earth
felt so close to you.
so we stood
so strong..
so real or alive?
though you’ll never find your way home
you tried to pretend
that.. i lay my hand on your shoulders,
eye goes tired, tiresome.
(follow your friends)
it’s not the end.
tortured and static
should you follow?
or should you cry?
just down there
you found your heart to end it.
but now i’m dead
it’s time, it’s time to ...
but now i’m dead
it’s time, it’s time to ...
ooh, you cried your heart out..
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