Such sad and bored
I'm dying in the sky
Like crazy butterfly
Like clouds
Which running
With the strikes of wind
And I cant sleep
Because the birds
Are singing
On the moon
I'm dying
Soon
Cause I was born
I must
Such sad and bored
Don't trust me
Of course I joke
No faith no hope
Lets sing together
Windy pipe
Lets fall in stars
And nevermind
I know
I'll die
Such sad and bored
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