Ahhhhh, ahhh
What will bring, what will sing
what will be the only thing
Who is he, who is she
empty where the love should be
Who of faith, who of waste
who of no more mouths to taste
One too old, one foresold
one for every lie you've told
In midnight's arms you've lesser charm
A sober morning brings a storm
Choose your drug, empty out
surrender be the slave of doubt
Don't believe me, don't receive me
it's better to choose the one that's easy
Given no rain, given to pain
a beautiful night to swim in shame
As if it was something of trust
a coffin nail that's left to rust
November first , bad now worse
A pain so strange it's unrehearsed
Sha la la la la la how are you
Sha la la la la la come for you
Sha la la la la la how are you
Sha la la la la la come for you
Sha la la la la la how are you
Sha la la la la la come for you
Sha la la la la la how are you
Sha la la la la la come for you
Sha la la la la la how are you
Sha la la la la la come for you
Sha la la la la la how are you
Sha la la la la la come for you
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