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Waiting for my saviour, but she wouldn't know what to do with me. Slumber through the morning light wishing someone would push me through my thoughts...
There's an ugly hole in my life want you to fill it up with your beautiful light The bitter feeling of failure is feeling like an oyster without a pearl
They caught me with an alien voice, but I could not understand myself that day. Talking through conversations that never was supposed to mean anything...
There's an ugly hole in my life want you to fill it up with your beautiful light The bitter feeling of failure is feeling like an oyster without a pearl
And now my heart is tired and my hands are scarred but you don't care much anyway, do you? And I'm feeling like an alien again.
Waiting for my saviour, but she wouldn't know what to do with me. Slumber through the morning light wishing someone would push me through my thoughts... Talking through conversations that never was supposed to mean anything... |
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