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Numb My Hope
I always tell myself that life can be good
But I'm always put down and always misunderstood
My soul hovers above me and points the finger
I follow with hope and end up in danger
Why do I dream for the non-reachable things in this time
Cry myself to sleep in my mind,but my tears are hard to find
Strangers become friends and their words become strength
Hard days become endless and happy days have no length
Fall to the ground and never hit the floor
I'm falling,but yet I'm waiting for the pain
I guess I'm used to it already and pain is my pleasure
Life is my enemie and death is my treasure
What am I looking when my shadow hides behind me
I lie to myself and I can no longer trust me
I'm walking around my heart and its dead so I leave
I count negative thoughts no more sheep
Dream big and lose big
Expect less gain more
But I'm always put down and always misunderstood
My soul hovers above me and points the finger
I follow with hope and end up in danger
Why do I dream for the non-reachable things in this time
Cry myself to sleep in my mind,but my tears are hard to find
Strangers become friends and their words become strength
Hard days become endless and happy days have no length
Fall to the ground and never hit the floor
I'm falling,but yet I'm waiting for the pain
I guess I'm used to it already and pain is my pleasure
Life is my enemie and death is my treasure
What am I looking when my shadow hides behind me
I lie to myself and I can no longer trust me
I'm walking around my heart and its dead so I leave
I count negative thoughts no more sheep
Dream big and lose big
Expect less gain more
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