Is this love?
When the sun goes down
but this love, it’s just not enough for me
It’s just not enough for me
violently I’ve come around
An extension of hope, this could be misleading
Could you write it down now
'cause I can’t speak
And it cuts like a knife in the cracks that I can’t read
and you’re pulling me down, so I can’t breathe
It’s a situation, sometimes we all want out
Vicious regulations, from time to time we need some help
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