There is a shadow hanging over me
The sun is crying in the clear sky
Working in the world is working for ghost
I'm the whisper in the pain
They are bad egg
Time creeps up on me
And I don't cry
I know my house
But it always bring me in the dark rain
By my big bag
Every time they look at me
My mouth seemed to say goodbye
They are like a mouse
As well as their brain
They walked with their leg
But every cloud has a silver shining
I'm like a pole
Under the sun is shining
Cannot play a role
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