As a result of loving a lot It's become like I don't love you at all, love you at all When night comes, I think I'll have some mulled wine with cinnamon Even if sunset I hoped for doesn't come You don't need to cry Much more lonely to be with people I'm just scooping up surface Even if you bring something beautiful, purity will not Your morning be my night The entrance border told by a bat Standing in town where my heart was growing sad As a result of crying a lot It's like I don't feel anything, anything When night comes, I think I'll have some mulled wine with cinnamon Even if sunset I hoped for doesn't come You don't need to cry much more lonely to be with people I'm just scooping up surface people Even if you bring something beautiful, purity will not Your morning be my night The entrance border told by a bat Standing in town where my heart was growing sad Even if you bring something beautiful, purity will not Your morning be my night The entrance border told by a bat Standing in town where my heart was growing Being insensitive is the most powerful thing Even if you bring something beautiful, purity will not increase Your morning will be my night The entrance border told
