all these thoughts that fill my head begin to grow
until there's nothing left to show.
the loneliness seems to grow.
i would like to live again just to know
another date out on the lake [??]
through the memories starting to fade.
i wonder why there are circles in my eyes when i'm alone, always alone.
i feel a bullet like the thread of [love?].
i wonder why there are circles in my eyes when i'm alone, always alone.
all these thoughts that fill my head begin to grow.
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