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Lathe
Nobody has
An answer,
I have all of them
Tired struggler
Lie down on the grass
In hidden shadows
They're only good to themselves
To me they are broken, they stay in dead silent
I won't think about it anymore
I won't deal with it
Give me your heart,
It is worth to your suspicion
I'm being whetted to everyone
You would be enough for all of them
And the rest, too
You are such special
How awful
Don't think that I don't know
Don't trust anyone
I'm being whetted
You would be enough for all of them
And the rest, too
You are such special
How awful
How awful
Nobody was with me
It was the hard but right time
Things happened
It was such a way
Don't dwell on it
Give me your heart, it is worth to your suspicion
I'm being whetted to everyone
You would be enough for all of them and the rest, too
You are such special, how awful
Don't think that I don't know, don't trust anyone
I'm being whetted
You would be enough for all of them and the rest, too
You are such special, how awful
How awful
How awful
Your wish would come true,
But not in the way you want it
Not the way you want it
Laughing in a bitterly forcible way.
Maybe one more day, one more day
Ha-ha-ha-ha







Nothin', but blue skies from now on.