Micro/Macro by VelVic

Rewind the day, once more
Till you come around, around
Some were told that some would die
All alone, alone

What’s that on top of me?
What’s that on top of me?
I saw, the ground.
Rewind to yesterday, rewind to yesterday we saw the ground

When will I know which way to go?
Everything in front of me is not the way it has to be.
When will the colors start to show?
When everything in front of me has fallen out in front at my own fault.

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