This night is cold and dark
I’m waking in the park
I miss you every night
You kiss and sad: every thing all right.
I want to run from my life
Man, I rely gate this night
I want to run away
And maybe on freeway
My soul will find my death
Coz every thing a mess.
Oh can you come to me
And sad: we will be free.
This night is cold and dark
I’m waking in the park
She sad that when all goon
The black moon will fool down.
Black moon
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