[Instrumental Drop]
[Verse]
Traps into, live the end
Waiting for dark times to end
Summers dead and night and
All you have is that, you can't see straight
You are to pray
Far away like faits
You count your days
[Instrumental Drop]
[Verse]
Traps into, live the end
Waiting for dark times to end
Summers dead and night and
All you have is that, you can't see straight
You are to pray
Far away like faits
You count your days
[Instrumental Drop]
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