.Gloomy way that you will go
Being colored like the snow
Feel like baby in your arms
Hardly spreading all your charms
Old man suffers from the pain
He has nothing more to gain
All his thoughts are over-bored
Manic, panic, self-assured
No more concealing
No mor.
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