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Hell or Purgatory ?
Losing my breath
Everything is fading away
The sun, the moon, the night
I can’t see, it’s dark in here
Where? What? Why? when?
Am I stupid?
Was I taken advantage of?
All sorts of questions that I can’t answer
The priest said that he was going to straighten my path
Straighten me
But I feared that fried cashew nuts cannot be straightened
He didn’t listen
All the lies he told me led me to this very moment
Is it hell or the purgatory? I can’t tell
Fear, Hate and regret are all I see
Not white angels with wings
But spine-chilling species with fried flesh on.
This is my life now.
Everything is fading away
The sun, the moon, the night
I can’t see, it’s dark in here
Where? What? Why? when?
Am I stupid?
Was I taken advantage of?
All sorts of questions that I can’t answer
The priest said that he was going to straighten my path
Straighten me
But I feared that fried cashew nuts cannot be straightened
He didn’t listen
All the lies he told me led me to this very moment
Is it hell or the purgatory? I can’t tell
Fear, Hate and regret are all I see
Not white angels with wings
But spine-chilling species with fried flesh on.
This is my life now.
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