We're the same
We're five years old
Still trying to change this mold
In the open air i'm cold
No purpose no reasons told
And while i'm waiting for something to say
I'm here in vain
I picked up this broken key
I'll love no one and let no one love me
I'll wait for morning before opened eyes
No one's crying not yet realized
And in the meantime i have nothing to say
I'm here in vain
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