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How many atoms are in colors
So many people, so many stories
It's forty in the morning
You are sitting in the carriage with me
It's dark and empty here
Maybe stop pretending
You're just my shadow
It's forty twelve o'clock
Can you just be quiet
But I can still hear you breathing
I'm starting to understand
One of us is the odd one out here
If the carriage goes off the track
One of the best options
Decay of atomic colors
I'm starting to wake up
You don't have long to live
In my thoughts, my dreams
When I swallow the pill
All the voices will disappear
You don't have long to live
Three events ago
It was already clear
But you won't be able to calculate

Ran up and down
From problems at the back desk
Ran up and down
I'll get off at this station
The ice is melting under your feet
Steam and cash register on the platform
The carriage is evaporating
I'm not used to giving up like this
There will be a lump in my throat again
And not worth attention
Strained paths
How many people have the same amount of pain?
Will break your will like a narcissist
You will send her to the fire yourself
I'm burning without dying
Like a fiery blow
You don't have long to live
In my thoughts, my dreams
When I swallow the pill
All the voices will disappear
You don't have long to live
Three events ago
It was already clear
But you won't be able to calculate