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You are silent in my eyes, I'm tired of drawing
At sunset, our shadows make voices
Leaving with stars, we are so few, though
I ran after your scent like a new September.

It only remained to breathe
Like the price for an extra step.
You hardly dream, know;
And you will turn into a wound.

You didn't know I was drowning;
And she didn't leap
Straight off the edge and fly
Where is the script.

And you want to go back to where we lied!
You and pride have not become enemies.
You're in the damn abyss, I'm in the skies.
Everyone is in their place, and whose role is more useless?

Run from me! Run from me!
Run from me! Run from me!
Run from me! Run from me!
Run from me! Run from me!