crazy this fool is not enough for me
they just want to dare
my feathers the golden light of the setting sun
let me be a field of grain again
i will be gone before a moon
i know i know
no matter how far
let it go they find me out
i wish the gods took away my crown
i can't help this fake feeling
i feel so good i wanna
we'll be alright
the weak sunset confess my sin
conceals it all
night will come soon
that's what i've been living through
quietly hide it in the grass
hearing the leaves rustling
gazing in with a burning built
it keeps me cheap relief
i will be gone before i know
i know i'm wrong
no matter how far i go
they'll find me out i used to
i do i can't help this pain for me
i feel so
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