Let rain pour down on me, Lord knows, I just don't care anymore. Let me lie down in from of a train, anything, to kill the pain, Let it rain. . . On my head, let its beauty, kill me dead. Cause I'm just so lonely, I don't want to live, Got nobody givin' me nothin, and I sho'll ain't got nothin' to give, I'm just so sad, my heart is on the floor, got no sunshine, to keep me warm. Let it drown my whole body, gots nothin' protectin' me. Let it rain on my head, Let its wetness kill me dead, rinse me clean, from this sadness, away from this lonely madness. Just walk me down, into the flo', let it rain, I don't care no mo'. Wet me to the bone, I am humbled just to see, that only the rain, has time for me.Birth sign: Libra
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