Unattainable -Little Joy
Only when the goalIs unattainable
Do I start to feel
Like I'm losing myself
And this deep secret
That hasn't come out yet
Is buried down deep with the rest
I can't coerce you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose unloved instead.
If only sounds were so
To guide the doubtful ones
Beyond the rough
Where not as much is good enough
Oh if you find yourself
Amongst the lonely ones
I will be waiting you
With open arms
I can't coerce you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose unloved instead.
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esse ar que entra por ela.
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