I tell you all we'll go far. I tell you
You're lying on the floor, screaming quiet. You've seen it
Another day, another time to wonder why these things just
I don't want to be tired anymore. I won't fear
Fall, and get up somehow. Stall, and waste away.Now I'm
Run away. I will follow. Carry on. What can you
I feel the same: drawn out, dried, hurt by what
Ten to one says my world is coming down, and
Here we begin. I'm with you here now once again.The
Night falls, and the wind blows high. Fate calls, and
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