Through early morning fog I see. Visions of the things to be. The pains that are withheld for me. I realize and I can see. . That suicide is painless.
Through early morning fog I see. Visions of the things to be. The pains that are withheld for me. I realise and I can see. . That suicide is painless.
Through early morning fog, I see. Visions of the things to be. The pains that are withheld for me. I realize and I can see. . That suicide is painless.