I say hello to you, my friend
Im not the one
(You think I am)
You know Im sixteen and a half this year
I could grow up, go insane
They say theyre happy
Im out of their life and I agree
My enemy is me in me
But we could share
Now in pieces as you are
Couldnt formalize
At least you understand
When I say
Hey relax
Just give into my plans
Say stand, give up
And get into catastrophe
Say stand
I say Im losing
I say Im losing
Your beautiful arms soaring
(Youre beautiful, Im sorry)
Is my grief worth nothing?
I get used to living so proud
Always relax
Just give into my plans
Say stand, give up
And get into catastrophe
Say stand
Im losing quick at something
I stay but leave you in
Theyre alive but Im not in it
Say
The seasons ending
The seasons ending now
The seasons ending deep
The seasons ending deep inside
Artist: Milt Jackson
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