4.2.09
Ocaso del verano...
Over my shoulder. Running away. Feels like I'm falling. Losing my day. Cold! And dry! Cold! And dry. Forgot my daylight. Torture my night. Feels like I'm falling. Far out of sight. Cold! Drunk! Tired! Lost. Over my shoulder. Running away. Feels like I'm falling. Losing my way. Cold! Dry! Cold! And dry. Forgot my daylight. Torture my night. Feels like I'm falling. Far out of sight. Cold! Drunk! Cold! And drunk
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