Tonight I stay around
Tonight I stay around.
the meaningless talks, the gray smoke
the spills of wine, and a dress soaked
by the evening rain, by the evening pain.
Tonight I stay around.
the dark sky with its lost eyes
leaving me without a way back
to your rose petals, oh how fatal.
Tonight I stay around
the broken glass, the stains of blood
from a heart that you have now dropped
in the evening rain, in the evening pain.
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