Drunk in love
Its so dark I can't see the stars
They bright when the night starts
It pumps with blackening its the place you are
You're made with brightness but dear friend where's the stars?
What's an ear for? What's a mother without here child's heart
I said it's worthless, I can't hear,your not around.
They set me free but I'm here burned and bound
I'm drunk in love, still sober I am
I'm sober for you with the ding dang damn
But dear friend where's the star ?
Its dark but love is till violently bright
You still can't see the glory made of your light
It drops blood of the redness of the moon
Then its white and high just above you
So dear friend where's the stars ?
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