Miles and miles away,
Staying far from my goal today.
Distant as the star
It turns me into nothing
Makes me fall apart, again.
As you drink with me thinking I’m your friend,
The thing is I’d probably be a last man on Earth
To set you free, it’s just a curse,
A same curse for you and for me.
Things just get worse, ever worse… I see.


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