So I stand alone waiting for love to go.
I collapse, asking to be forgot.
Bleeding all day long, even if you're gone.
Is this what we were looking for?
But I can't reach your hand.
Nobody really is here, everything is so alone.
Nobody really laughs, so I guess it's just my mind.
Playing every time I feel bad.
Good job, I have been searching for a reason to show up.
But I seem not to find.
Anything to do this time.
This is my last...
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