What isn't?
I’m too light to be dark
And too dark to be light
The shadows show grey
Where they once shone so bright
What isn’t on the brain?
Says the woman in the bar
What isn’t in the glass?
The vodka has gone afar
The ma’am is no longer
Black clouds surround her
The ma’am is no longer
Black clouds have found her
And too dark to be light
The shadows show grey
Where they once shone so bright
What isn’t on the brain?
Says the woman in the bar
What isn’t in the glass?
The vodka has gone afar
The ma’am is no longer
Black clouds surround her
The ma’am is no longer
Black clouds have found her
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