Will I hate tomorrow ~ Will I hate what I can’t see ~ I’m doubting should I walk around it. Try to be what I can’t be I’m dying ~ I’m not happy anymore ~ I’m just not happy anymore ~ I’m drownin’ ~ Suppose you painted the castle of Auvers ~ But everything you did came alive ~ And if you painted all these things just to please me ~ And if you could read my mind ~ I would never be happy ~ What will change tomorrow in this sea within a sea I’m blinded ~ How long will I be down here ~ I’m out of air I can not breath ~ I’m drownin’
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