So I beg you to let me
Describe the weather out there using my own words.
Because I know it always be boring down there.
Sitting under the dark basement.
Alone with no possible reason.
If you see troughout the window,
It is not just a gloomy day.
The sun that always shine till you can't even open your eyes now coloured silver.
Maybe hiding and scared of the storm.
People outside are all in very bad mood.
Maybe caused by the weather.
If you make one step out of here.
I bet you wont ever feel better.
It's nice down here.
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Trust me.
