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Sunburning my back
To a wall over eyes
For an eyeful of tears
On my soul doubt in certainty
Forced me to let you all go
Where the imaging shows
What the fools never know
More than anything flown
Over mountains - won't climb then
And us as it's always been
Is there anything left?
For some things will not fade
Beyond anything but
Whitewashed and cleaned of this
Mess me around
In an ultimate spin
From an intimate link
To control of the mind
How you go and don't speak
Of the lost summer week
And I'm weary of this all
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Sunburning, sunburning
Sunburning my soul doubt in honesty
Sunburning, sunburning
Sunburning my soul
I get sunburnt
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