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The touch of fall has reached us again Our hearts are covered by the endless rain Accept our fate, don't say anything I'll hold until we fade away The whole world turns to grey We are fading away fro
Modern thoughts about each other Can't make you shine out any brighter Antique promises uncovered When we stop breathing for each other We're drained of our will Finally I found the words to tell you
Tired of being a enemy Tired of being a friend. Tired of being a schoolmate. Tired of being a son. Tired of being a brother. Tired of being a grandson. Tired of being a cousin. Tired of being a boyfri