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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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