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Making my straight escape oh but I don't see Maple, I don'tJust fruitless skinny trees awaiting summertimeOh what a tease, sunlight shining so bright then retreats with the heat, back to lonely nightsMy figureless friend found some vessel, so nice to return to the feelings I'd set asideI held you so close I felt the sting of your eyes, then with the sun you both leave me behindI guess I'll head back to bed, not a sober thought swims through my headSo I think til' I'm sick and try to leave through my dreams, I gotta savor itI say I'm done with this shit, but I'd crawling on my way if you let me back inWell I say you can't change, this ain't some self-fulfilling prophecy, no it always ends up the same From Letras Mania