I am still standing here.
Are you still thinking of me?
Melodies comes out of my mouth when I think of you.
Dealing with reality,
Eating up my own economy.
After all the only thing that matter is you,
Done handling this shit.
When does it change?
Ice is falling down outside,
Time will help the wounds.
Having regret is harder then breaking a sweat,
Older now maybe I am good enough now,
Under what circumstances could i get through to you.
Traveling to you could be the best thing to do.
Years have gone but I still think,
Only if I wouldnt been that stupid
Unaffected are you?
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