I'll make you believe
I'm a muse for people with nothing left but themselves
a new drop of water in a bucket of old water
temporary ripples
you'll soon find out
I'm nothing but a source
I'll make you stop believing
because I've stopped and it's your all of your faults
there are sheets in front of me to make my silhouette look breathtaking
and I can't ever hear you
you'll soon find out, love
I'm a few short and just in pieces forever
how dare you all for giving me doubt
how dare you
when you feel what I know you're going to feel, call me
I will pick up
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