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When it rains, the weather of my life,

turns to pain, try not to cyph,

but it soaks, everything in its way,

still i toke, so i have nothing to say,

when i sleep, i dream of us in the summer,

such a creep, to wake up alone, bummer,

you are the rain, falling down in my mind,

touching everything, and leaving more then a sign,

when i wake, i walk alone to the sky view,

for gods sake, can i again have you?

stop this rain, on this side of town,

or leave my brain, just don't make a sound,

when it rains, i walk uncovered through,

take the pain, that i received from you,

when you soak, everything in rains way,

take the wet load, and throw it in your dryer later that day.