No real chance for goodbye, It comes when you least expect it, I didn't see at all, There I lost myself. Oh, the body betrays, Move by instinct, eat by instinct, Visions of a messed up mind, There I lost myself. Though I had you, Put you on standby, Maybe I'm meant to be alone. Time moves on and no real grip, Time dissolves and I can't speak, Do I have a self? Though I had you, Put you on standby, Maybe I'm meant to be alone. She came back, Arms spread wide, “Won't you rest by my side?” I'm weaker than it seems.
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