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I follow the sun in all its glory Wondering if you’ll chase me? I’m stuck in the ground But you refuse to perceive me You refuse to know me Refuse to love, me. I follow the sun as if I’m its shadow.
I remember how I used to be; all the same, I remember who I used to want to be.
Once we parted ways Of course I've been thinking Thinking of sinking into what we had once more Thinking of looking you in the eyes And getting los in the chambers of your pupils