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You Feel So Lonely You Could Die
No one else saw you moving through the dark.
Leaving slips of paper somewhere in the park.
Deeding from your friends.
Stealing all they loo.
Love is thrown in endless rooms.
Then vile rewards for you.
I’m gonna tell. Yes, I’ve got to tell, got to tell
The things you’ve said
When you’re talking in the dark.
And I’m gonna tell the things you’ve done
When you’re walking through the park.
Some night on a thrilled screen
Will come the silent gone.
You’ve got the dangerous part.
No one else saw you moving through the dark.
Leaving slips of paper somewhere in the park.
Deeding from your friends.
Stealing all they loo.
Love is thrown in endless rooms.
Then vile rewards for you.
I’m gonna tell. Yes, I’ve got to tell, got to tell
The things you’ve said
When you’re talking in the dark.
And I’m gonna tell the things you’ve done
When you’re walking through the park.
Some night on a thrilled screen
Will come the silent gone.
You’ve got the dangerous part.
You stole their trust, their moon, their son.
They’ll come such a dart and it's needle
On a crowdy train.
I fetch you feel so lonely you could die.
Buildings crowned with people.
Landscape filled with raft.
Crème concrete city.
Rained and sweat the street.
I want to see you clearly
Before you close the door.
A room of blood is dreed.
You may sure of that.
I can see you as a cold
Hanging from a pit.
I can read you like a book.
I can feel you’re falling.
And here you’re mourning in your room.
Oh, I see you If I care.
They’ll come such a dart and it's needle
On a crowdy train.
I fetch you feel so lonely you could die.
Buildings crowned with people.
Landscape filled with raft.
Crème concrete city.
Rained and sweat the street.
I want to see you clearly
Before you close the door.
A room of blood is dreed.
You may sure of that.
I can see you as a cold
Hanging from a pit.
I can read you like a book.
I can feel you’re falling.
And here you’re mourning in your room.
Oh, I see you If I care.
Oh please, please, make it soon.
Holes of gut you curtain.
You’ve got the blues, my friend.
And people don’t like you.
But you will live without a sound, without of land.
Hopefully it’ll shine on you.
Death along shine, love, hill.
I thought you feel so lonely you could die,
You could die.
Feel so alone, you could die.
You feel so lonely you could die.
Holes of gut you curtain.
You’ve got the blues, my friend.
And people don’t like you.
But you will live without a sound, without of land.
Hopefully it’ll shine on you.
Death along shine, love, hill.
I thought you feel so lonely you could die,
You could die.
Feel so alone, you could die.
You feel so lonely you could die.
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