Bleak Poetry

Come down, come safely
And pretend you are my friend
What I want is not what I get
And I thought I could win it twice

I am, I am, I...

I am, I am
I'm a mess
You don't, you don't
You don't care

When you walk with me outside
All these steps are lost in time
And your words, they feel like
Bleak poetry in my mind

I am, I am, I...

I am, I am
I'm a mess
You don't, you don't
You don't care

You don't care
You don't care
You don't care



Credits
Writer(s): Andrei Gheorghita
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