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Don't say that you love me
I've read all your stories,
they burn.
they burn.
Don't grasp my attentions
I've learned to escape from your world,
it burns.

When daylight is fading I'll fight with the poison,
of needing to hear your words.
When daylight is dawning I'll wrestle temptations,
of needing to run backwards,
close to you.

Don't say we're on standby
I've tried to believe in your verbs,
but they blur.
Don't wait for the right time
we've past all the green lights,
they've turned
they've turned.