Even a moment of your silence
Tips me off my balance.
Of the hundred ways to kill me
You found this the most easy.
For all the reason unknown,
For all that's come and gone,
I tell you I'm sorry.
Please, let's end this worry.
Tips me off my balance.
Of the hundred ways to kill me
You found this the most easy.
For all the reason unknown,
For all that's come and gone,
I tell you I'm sorry.
Please, let's end this worry.
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