So I raised my glass, half empty as always, and I asked back "what do you care?" I guess my intention was to ask "How did you care?", cause I've never seen some sort of empathy all along that winter.
And I remember it was smooth and simple until at some point it became harsh and restless. And I carried on, all by myself with all my thoughts and I've build these walls, some great fortress beyond reality...
You never used to ask. It's me on me.
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