Milktuth - Trust

Seat next to me is always last to take
They're near me with all the words unspoken
And here am I, keep holding my mistakes
But desperate for this silence to be broken

Gonna sell my sails on a sale
Gonna rip my shirt as well
Tale is old. But is it a tale?
I asked. But no one could tell

Will there be empty silence in my room
Will someone say I'm missed and I'm needed
Untold while I'm still here to keep me sane
But here am I, remaining undefeated

Gonna sell my sails on a sale
Gonna rip my shirt as well
Tale is old. But is it a tale?
I asked. But no one could tell

Tale is old. But is it a tale?
I asked. But no one could tell

Tale is old. But is it a tale?
I asked. But no one could tell

Tale is old. But is it a tale?
I asked. But no one could tell

Tale is old. But is it a tale?
I asked. But no one could tell

Written by:
Jane Bondarenko, Lera Guevskaya, Nastia Spichka, Vera Belostotska

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