Someone has told me that loneliness
Hides behind your eyes
And that your blouse traps feelings, that you breathe
You have to understand
That I didn't put your fears
Where they are stored
And that I won't be able to remove them
If doing so tears me apart

I don't want to dream
A thousand times the same things
Nor contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me gently

You behave according to
What each moment dictates to you
And this inconsistency, it's not something heroic
It's rather something sick

I don't want to dream
A thousand times the same things
Nor contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me gently

I don't want to dream
A thousand times the same things
Nor contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me gently
I want you to treat me gently
I want you to treat me gently
Gently, gently
Gently

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