I need living or a lightning
For no land
I would let you down
All that you were
Now is fading
Your bed's a rose
For a while
Beg for you
You little hope being alive
For you hold on this is your last
End to be near
The green of a serenade
Falling in love means
To blow up fate
Breaking down
For a distant life
We are alone
I am the solitude
Beg for you
You little hope being alive
For you hold on this is your last
End to be near
Beg for you
You little hope being alive
For you hold on this is your last
End to be near
Beg for you
You little hope being alive
For you hold on this is your last
End to be near

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