Stars don't shine when you're not around
And the waves won't hit
Cus you closed your heart
He says he's better without me
I say he's missing a piece
Of the thing that he craves
That's me
Clouds will form
Black with the storm
But i coming,
But i coming,
He say that he loves me no more
Don't say those words
I say you'll regret them all
Cus you're missing a piece
Of the thing that you crave
And it's me
Clouds will form
Black with the storm
But i coming,
But i coming,
Don't underestimate
The way you're gonna miss me someday
And even in the best of dreams
You'll want to sleep with me
Clouds will form
Black with the storm
But i coming,
But i coming,
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An autobiography in lyrics
PoetryA bunch of old lyrics I once wrote under crippling fear no one would love me. BOOK 1
