search for significance identifying friends seeking a sense you sober up slowly unconsciously control my fluctuating soul our bygones not enroll they stay lonely
perhaps it is perhaps it's not need medicine from all you brought perhaps it crashes perhaps will be cured i had a plan but i can't do it
find a way anyway
i said i'm dying you said so do i and was the truth defined in the long run it is a shadow of that we had tried to solve now feels like mist all that i had done