And it feels like sugar, but tastes like rain.
And it's just like living, but without the pain.
When it tastes like sugar, but feels like rain,then soon you'll discover it's all the same.
Drifting in the sea of salty thoughts.
Secret little lies tied up in knots.
It's all wrong, nothing's wrong.
Like a thundercloud in a clear blue sky.
Fighting wishful thoughts without knowing why.
It's alright, nothing's right.
[Hjaltalin]
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