There's still on my sea my silence so deep I shiver down my spine a feeling of chill a sense of loss my future's out of reach I'm dressing black my finest black the smartest drowning girl I let her go oh, she's so young my greatest gift they said
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It's a golden cage a wonderful trap a human trick I built my grave is my sea my coffin's my ice I cannot stop my cry I see just clouds can't cope it now I have no strength and will just let me go I feel so old what's wrong with her they said