All my things just gonna fade
Whatever could I say?
And what I've ever said?
Don't mind it anyway
All I see is a shine of my black sun
Will it started to be your sun?
Wanna take all that I've got?
All of true become a spit
Whatever I can do
Whatever I can take
What if I'll cover it?
I think anything I've hurt will hurt myself
Hard to take it to myself
Wanna feel that I've become?
All of hope I've got is gone
Shame is on my hands
I've paid all cost that I could
Goodnight to everyone
Whatsoever I've thought wasn't get real
Think now I need someone real
So now I don't know what to do
Black sun
© Copyright: Майк Феллон, 2015
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