I don't know how to say this, I'm a cancer patient.
Oh, love of mine, with a song and a vine, Your harsh and divine, like twits and a line.
But the tail ends not here, I have nothing to fear, For my love is yellow for giving and ho, no.
And the bright emptiness, in a room full of heads, Is a cruel mist to rest. Oh, I feel this unrest, that nest of loneliness, For I have nowhere to go and I'm cold.
And I feel so lonely, there's a better place than this emptiness, And I'm so lonely, there's a better place than this emptiness.
Oh, I feel this unrest, that nest of loneliness, For I have nowhere to go and I'm cold.
Oh, love of mine, with a song and a vine, Your harsh and divine, like twits and a line.
And the bright emptiness, in a room full of heads, Is a cruel mist to rest. Oh, I feel so lonely, there's a better place than this emptiness.
And I'm so lonely, there's a better place than this emptiness.
Oh, I feel this unrest, that nest of loneliness, For I have nowhere to go and I'm cold.
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