Is She ready to know my frustration? What She slippin' inside. Slow castration. I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me. Did she come here to try, try to take me. Did she call my name? I think it's gonna rain... When I die. Was it something I said: "held against me? Ain't no life on the run. Slowly climbing. Caught in ice so she. Stares, stares at nothing. I can help her. But won't, now she hates me. She won't let me hide. She don't want me to cry. Will She keep on the ground, trying to ground me. Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me. ¿Could She love me again? Or will She hate me? Probably not, I Know why, can't explain me. Did she call my name? I think it's gonna rain... When I die.
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