tomorrow

I try to comfort myself with words
but only letters are they made of
I have a problem in trusting people
I have a problem loving people
they surround me now is the dark
so noise too much noise
why should I leave here
tomorrow only promises myself
and the sun and the rain
you were the last dying spark I put out

then someone pulls me out of there and
someone says I need some air
and suddenly all I see is stars
if there's a god, there he is
if there's a god, I feel his kiss
the beauty of it stabs me in the heart
(and it says)

you're better off hoping for tomorrow
you're better off finding no one there
baby you're better off hoping for tomorrow
then finding out you could've sewn the tear
baby you're better off finding no one there



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