Bury cries, lost and alone, echoes of sorrow in the night, but you, you have the sun! You bask in the fun. Leaving me with only 'yum'! You have the sun. You have the fun. You have 'yum'!
Take my sigh. Take my high. Take my ‘why’! As I watch you fly. In the dances of my crashes, in the depths of my lives, you hold the drafts, Leaving me with scattered scraps.
Bury cries, drowning in solitude once more, But you cannot navigate in my heart. You cannot inhabit my mind. You cannot traverse the night within me. You have the sun! You revel in the fun. While I'm left with only (crumbs.) …My sigh, bid goodbye… You have the sun… You have the fun. …While I'm left… Take my sigh. Take my high. Take my ‘why’!
…Bid goodbye… As I bid goodbye…
As I bid goodbye! Take my sigh. Take my high. Take my ‘why’! As I bid goodbye…
In the dances of my crashes, In the depths of my lives, You hold the drafts, Leaving me with scattered scraps. I am the architect of my truth. In the dances of my crashes, In the depths of my lives, You hold the drafts, But I wield the pen of my drafts.
Bury cries, lost and alone, echoes of sorrow in the night, but you, you have the sun! You bask in the fun. Leaving me with only 'yum'! You have the sun. You have the fun. You have 'yum'!
Take my sigh. Take my high. Take my ‘why’! As I watch you fly. In the dances of my crashes, in the depths of my lives, you hold the drafts, Leaving me with scattered scraps.
Bury cries, drowning in solitude once more…
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