Tina
Tina's eyes are clear chrysoliteHow can we not notice herNow they only stare at her burnsHer small voice so full of honesty
Take care of my lovesI can't hold onKeep me alive while I die
They can't not notice her sicknessLike their own dung sprayed with perfumeThey try not to hear her speakingBut they can't hear anything else
Take care of my lovesI can't hold onKeep me alive while I die
I missed my chanceSend one moreI'm not wasting this
I missed my chanceSend one more chanceI'm not wasting this one more chanceI missed my chanceSend one more chanceI'm not wasting this one more chance