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[align=center]Walking down the riverside
I thought I saw her hair
waving like a glory hype,
swirling through the air.
Oh midnight blues
I feel your pain
deep inside my naked heart
I touch your strings,
they’re torn apart
I’ve seen my life. It’s so much vain.
Just my imagination
I wondered for myself
I can’t believe my eyes ,oh no
no matter the surprise.
Oh midnight blues
I love your sound
running through my veins
I feel its claws,
a crawling hound.
I’ve seen my soul. It needs new names.
It’s target seems,
so plain in style
my story short
her soul is vile.
It’s always her,
her hair, her eyes,
it’s always her,
my pain , her lies.
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