Today it's a little bit harder again
to be here and see you.
That girl is combing your hair
She's pretty and her make-up done
When you look at me
I drop my eyes to my palms
No, I won't beg, I won't plead
You went away, so be it!
He touches your neck
and smiles
I feel like I cannot be
what will I do?
You had a reflector on a metal chain
and I had messy hair
And it was like there wasn't anyone else in the world
Now I'm tired, numb and messed up
I'm just a pathetic wretch
that sinks in sorrow and can't get away
What will be left of me?
Pile of longing
It's meaningless
There's blueberries in the wine punch
my mouth is blue
That girl is gathering the dishes
And says something
I don't answer
You come in from outside
I drop my eyes to my palms
A little more wine
You laugh, say "That's right!"
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And I lessen, I'm cold
I want to get away and I don't
With out you there's no me, not at all!
Why don't you?
And why don't I?
Why never again?
And outside the ground is freezing.
What will be left of me?
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What will be left of me?
Pile of longing
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