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I stretch out and I smoke
My eyes half closed
I perceive the moonlight
That shines behind my window panes
A bit of orange wine
Warms my blood
Makes me see angels passing
It's a way of killing time
Of not feeling down
The dark thoughts
Of all the evenings
One or two sleeping pills
Will they be enough
To pass the whole night
Sleeping all f*cked up
Not to be able
Neither to see him
Nor to tell him good night
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