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lost
My mind is full
of blood lust
for the things i want the most
i luk but i cant find it
i listen but i cant hear it
i cry but it comes out as blood
i fall with no energy left
im lost to an eternity
of mentalness a faulse perception
of happieness open to a crewl world
of unmindless freaks this is how i
wake up and go to sleep
i wake up c no light i
go to sleep theirs nothing in sight
all the happieness has gone somewher
i guess death took it out of here
i cant seem to wake up from the same dead dream
of rotting corps and people screaming
but when your in the dark its hard to point out
wat matters anymore all you can do is sit in ur
own little corner and hope to god you wake up
of blood lust
for the things i want the most
i luk but i cant find it
i listen but i cant hear it
i cry but it comes out as blood
i fall with no energy left
im lost to an eternity
of mentalness a faulse perception
of happieness open to a crewl world
of unmindless freaks this is how i
wake up and go to sleep
i wake up c no light i
go to sleep theirs nothing in sight
all the happieness has gone somewher
i guess death took it out of here
i cant seem to wake up from the same dead dream
of rotting corps and people screaming
but when your in the dark its hard to point out
wat matters anymore all you can do is sit in ur
own little corner and hope to god you wake up
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