LYRIC

I was not waiting for a message
Because there's nothing on the other side
Sure there's loose victories to sell
Just without the will to tell

Small wind power
To borrow from a friend
No stranger to helplessness
With tiny tower in the vessel
Next to you

Out in the fog
You waited for so long
When there is tiny tower in the vessel
Next to you

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