Relying on sunny tomorrow
I've laid my hands on your chest.
And I understood to my horror
That I am only your guest.
That's comedy and that's drama
With pain, that accelerates.
I want to be in the summer
Just open for me the gates.
And go. Listen to my echo.
Just go. Promise, I'll survive.
Thinking of your ego
And frustrated life.
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