Bored out of my mind
Look at me, now look at the water. Why does it seem like they're never bothered. Whoever thought I would look at the sky this way, whoever thinks it's good to run away. You always say: 'No sun without the rain.' I never thought so, do I get a say? Everyone's a stranger to me.
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