Now I see myself tasting the medicine of ease.
But I can't have anyone to praise me and say, "Please."
I'm just accepting the reality of life and continuing to climb, at least.
I can't force anyone to be happy with me; let me sleep in peace.
I'm just a stranger, but I encountered people I considered my friends. I will always miss you.
Get along with them, play under the sun, and then we'll take a rest under the shade of the trees.
Ooh! I will miss this! Ooh! I will miss this! I will miss this!
Reminiscing about the good and bad days we've shared, I will always cherish these memories.
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8 Years
Kurgu OlmayanBut this thing will end soon; living in a house that isn't ours isn't meant to.
