Cold autumn wind whistles in a bottle.
Wiith anger choked in a throat, we don't change at all.

I'm dead in your eyes, if I could make sun look back.
I'm freezing.

Tears on your face have never looked so special.
As soon as you will learn how to laugh again.
I'll be the one, who will teach you, I'll teach you how to cry

I'm dead in your eyes, if I could make sun look back.
I'm freezing.

Gonna [bad word]  yes I'm gonna burn

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