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Teksty: Neverending White Lights. Act:1: Goodbye Friends of the Heavenly Bodies. A Littlepiece.

She comes like a wave
Washing over my face lead me to the sun
She breaks down the day with her possible love

You don't have to breathe
I will breathe in for your love

Conversations make you tired

Are you that lonely child?
Graduation makes you high
Are you that lonely child?