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Same as the rest.
Time to die.Our lives are just a shit filled lie.
Dont bother to even ask why because once we've thought about it.
It just brings tears of despair.
Theres just to much wrong in our lives to even fucking care.
I wake up to the black of rain clouds blasting down.
Seems to me these days everything is just hellbound.
Sitting on our knees praying to the Gods that someday
it will turn around.Just know this,its not them who will make
us safe and sound.The path is up to you for it to be found.
My blistered heavy head is falling off my frail shoulders.
More and more as days go it just Feels like a twenty ton boulder.
Waiting for the right moment for me to play the sculpture.Though im just really a manilla folder.Blocking the people I need most to keep me from getting colder..
Dont bother to even ask why because once we've thought about it.
It just brings tears of despair.
Theres just to much wrong in our lives to even fucking care.
I wake up to the black of rain clouds blasting down.
Seems to me these days everything is just hellbound.
Sitting on our knees praying to the Gods that someday
it will turn around.Just know this,its not them who will make
us safe and sound.The path is up to you for it to be found.
My blistered heavy head is falling off my frail shoulders.
More and more as days go it just Feels like a twenty ton boulder.
Waiting for the right moment for me to play the sculpture.Though im just really a manilla folder.Blocking the people I need most to keep me from getting colder..
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