Cold autumn wind whistles in a bottle

Wiith anger choked in a throat, we don't change at all

I'm dead in your eyes, if I could make sun look back

I'm freezing

Tears on your face have never looked so special

As soon as you will learn how to laugh again

I'll be the one, who will teach you, I'll teach you how to cry

I'm dead in your eyes, if I could make sun look back

I'm freezing

Gonna PORN, yes I'm gonna burn

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