They’re is a lot of bad juju hanging around at the moment.

The stars above me,
The night so deep,
That I could trip or drown,
And still I see that you would dearly love,
To shut me down.

Jesus, don’t want me for a sunbeam
Sunbeams are never made like me

Don’t expect me to cry,
For all the reasons you had to die
Don’t ever ask your love of me

Don’t expect me to cry
Don’t expect me to lie
Don’t expect me to die for me

Jesus, don’t want me for a sunbeam
Sunbeams are never made like me

Don’t expect me to cry,
For all the reasons you had to die
Don’t ever ask your love of me

Don’t expect me to cry
Don’t expect me to lie
Don’t expect me to die for me

Jesus, don’t want me for a sunbeam
Sunbeams are never made like me
Don’t expect me to cry,
For all the reasons you had to die
Don’t ever ask your love of me

Don’t expect me to cry
Don’t expect me to lie
Don’t expect me to die
Don’t expect me to cry
Don’t expect me to lie
Don’t expect me to die for me

As if I’ve got a choice,
As if I asked for this,
As if I ever thought things would get as dark as this.

I’m in a catatonic state.

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