Rain, rain blocking me to get out and come and get you. Walk with you anywhere, with anything, oh! rain, oh! rain. It insistely blocks my way out. It blocks every little tiny thing that I have. And I try, but i'm so so so late, RAIN. She's got a smile on your heart, but you don't want her. RAIN. But she's in your head, but the very last thought and RAIN. If there's something wrong in your life, and then RAIN .
p.s: RAIN
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