The sun again. and nothing seems to work out right. keep on messing around. stay in bed and think. about mistaken words. keep on messing around. it's broken glass. in this crowded room. is this all we left? i guess i will forget. as soon as i'll be gone. cause we're broken glass. in a crowded room. no one cares. until everyone had gone away. it's time to rearrange. but i could be
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