I never try to win your games
Cus i know I'll only lose
You put me through so much pain
I know...Tell you something new?
I am the sun
And you are the moon
I slowly bleed to deth
As you grow bigger and stronger
One day I'll burn out
To a cold lifeless stone
The rest of me
Then like you left my heart
So then...
Will you be...
Happy?
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