I let the smoke cloud my judgment,
For a while, my world flashed upon those white strings, dancing above the tears of losing you
I've been drinking, perhaps for too much,
For I cannot stomach the days of pretending to never loved you
I'm sorry, but it's too late now
No mortals could escape the cold embrace of time
Fate, like a streaming river, laughs at the idea
How a stone-hard faith could stop its current
You wanted nothing from me,
Yet I can't make you happy
I am but a child then,
I'm still a child, pretending
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