Flakes of fallen snow drenched the scar
The notes in his hand. He's almost forgotten
But who heard the guitar under the tree outside the window
Nightmares of life
Old horse
Holding withered rose in hand, crying hoarse
After turning around, a person disappeared in the end of the world
But who can understand what he said
Is it true or false
Is it a dream or a joke
I've been wandering in the world of patients
Drenched
I'm used to smiling
Struggle slowly
I don't want to worry about him anymore
Missing and caring
Sadness is always in the unconscious
Infinitely bigger
I've been wandering all over the world
the mind is very confused
Lonely forest
Will it be like a flower on cement
I always have more than enough
I think of you with sadness and joy
Finally, in an empty room
Graffiti
Holding withered rose in hand, crying hoarse
After turning around, a person disappeared in the end of the world
But who can understand what he said
Is it true or false
Is it a dream or a joke
I've been wandering in the world of patients
Drenched
I'm used to smiling
Struggle slowly
I don't want to worry about him anymore
Missing and caring
Sadness is always in the unconscious
Infinitely bigger
I've been wandering all over the world
the mind is very confused
Lonely forest
Will it be like a flower on cement
I always have more than enough
I think of you with sadness and joy
Finally, in an empty room
Graffiti
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