Stop the fake talking, stop the numb expressionsEat the energy from me and then walk away and never see me again
Wish I could uplift into the sky, take a walk on the wild side
and never come back
Just walk and walk and walk, under days of sun and nights of moon
No one to care about, nothing to care for, only to worry about how care free you are. Silences made of gold, talking made of copper goodness.
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