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It was easy to get cloudy and it was raining
At the height of my grief, I felt a sense of mysticism
Relax without knowledge, I believed in him
I’m going to get enough of this love
With every sin I was constantly given the opportunity to make up for it
The more I ran, the less I came to see no good
His gentleman who is not a Nazi has no dream of me
His heart, the most beautiful of my heart, has no secret
His gentleman who is not a Nazi has no dream of me
His heart, the most beautiful of my heart, has no secret
It was easy to get cloudy, it was raining and I was done
At the height of my grief, I felt a sense of mysticism
With every sin I was constantly given the opportunity to make up for it