Too small from the up above
Never in my place
Always in between,
Always out of love.
The sun is up and shining
Soul's forever dying
Always in the myst
Oh, no, I can't resist!
Put someone in my place
The sight is haunting
Let me be,
I can't feel nothing.
That love you seek,
Well, it makes me sick
So let me drink my wine
Then, forever intertwine...
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