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I'm Nothing
Inside the world of endless dark.
I found myself chained down in despair.
I couldn't do anything,
I am nothing
The darkness grew darker
Hope for me is only a dream.
I'm sick of being a con artist
I'm sick of hearing reality
I'm sick of myself
Cold, there was nothing but a cold breeze.
It sweeps and lingered to my skin.
Sound, there was nothing but my beating heart
I'm alive, yet dead inside.
In darkness, I found a friend.
It foreshadows me anytime, anywhere, everywhere
I blur myself
I don't exist
In this world of Darkness.
There was no one, but me
and my friend
Little one, I bring forth thy death, peace thee awaits you
Silent, no one can reach me.
I can't hear anything, it was peaceful.
Darkness grew even darker
I found myself chained down in despair.
I couldn't do anything,
I am nothing
The darkness grew darker
Hope for me is only a dream.
I'm sick of being a con artist
I'm sick of hearing reality
I'm sick of myself
Cold, there was nothing but a cold breeze.
It sweeps and lingered to my skin.
Sound, there was nothing but my beating heart
I'm alive, yet dead inside.
In darkness, I found a friend.
It foreshadows me anytime, anywhere, everywhere
I blur myself
I don't exist
In this world of Darkness.
There was no one, but me
and my friend
Little one, I bring forth thy death, peace thee awaits you
Silent, no one can reach me.
I can't hear anything, it was peaceful.
Darkness grew even darker
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