Don't pour the water on my ground
You know I can't be saved
Don't let the light touches my leaves
You know I can't breathe again
The hope is hopeless
Nothing but hurt
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Don't pour the water on my ground
You know I can't be saved
Don't let the light touches my leaves
You know I can't breathe again
The hope is hopeless
Nothing but hurt