You wake up in front of a giant revolver aiming at your face -
Such a beautiful face will be reborn
She left you alone – it was early November
You grieve at her pictures she is still within – her bones and her skin
You still remember her smile and her favourite things.
It's five in the morning you're going to bed
With all reasons left to go on
Just go on, go on, and break my heart
Will you?
After few years you will find it awkward
To meet her again with all of your friends you've left in the past
There's nothing happening just by a will -
Like if mountains could walk, but they chose to stand still
One day you also will…
…go on, go on, and break her heart
Would you?

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