I don't talk about the sun much
Because it something I can't touch
Though I wish it's ray wash over me
My sunny days died before I could breathe
Because it something I can't touch
Though I wish it's ray wash over me
My sunny days died before I could breathe
Can I see through grey eyes
I'm being pulled back into your lies
Stronger than a tornado
A storm through the rainbow
I'm being pulled back into your lies
Stronger than a tornado
A storm through the rainbow
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