It is not my fault that your soul hurts. It is not my fault that you smoke money. Sometimes I wonder whose It will be the ghost
that has covered your eyes
so that you do not see anything.
Tell me where you have been
white-faced girl,
where have you left your laugh
which is not where it was.
Everything I have,
I gave everything to you,
but if you finish with me
you are going to be miserable.
Saints that I painted you
demons you have to return.
Saints that I painted you
demons you have to return.
I am no angel,
I am no saint,
but what you are doing
is killing me.
You can search by land,
you can search by air,
that as I have loved you
no one is going to love you,
no one is going to love you.
Holy that I painted you
demons have to go back.< br/>Saints that I painted you
demons you have to return.
Saints that I painted you
demons you have to return.
Saints that I painted you
demons have to return.
Saints that I painted you
demons you have to return.
Saints that I painted you
demons you have to return.

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