skipping through a grey puddle
listening to someone's fiddle
looking up at the sky
thinking about what to cry
scraping the dirt of a gutter
can't hear a single mutter
drenched in my own world
sucked in a black hole
can't seem to get out
can't seem to crawl
don't know what to talk about
but please don't withdraw
breaking dawn it comes to me
hold my arms and kiss me please
wake me up cause this is surreal
now choose someone else to tease
don't know what else to write
don't even know what this is about
all i want is the past
all i want is the present
all i want is the future
all i want is to be with....
who?
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