Paroles de Sun
Why, the sand, it's cold and this fucking sun keeps staring at meI can't realize that's not blood coloring the ground, ? ? at me
Now this ?, it's been ?, with my broken ?, ? give me a ?
I miss ?, flying back from there, ? ?, from ? ?
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