My life feels as if I am that of mud,
my life has no meaning,
my everything's my nothing,
My problems are that of stone.
They drag me down, down with every day,
down with every gray,
they drag me down, down.
My life's bright,
my life's right,
my everything is you,
my world is new.
My body is jello.
I shake when you're around,
I tremble to the ground.
I am happy,happy with you,
happy at last.
I am glad that pains the past.
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