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a void of long lost me no tommorrow
as i sit here in the twilight of the night
still in my mind is a void
a void filled with anger and bitter sorrow
a void of long lost me no tommorrow
trajecly i embrace my fate never to care about who i hurt or help
but to embellish upon my cycle of rituals
self loathing blaming myself ever so quietly like a mouse
i can not make out the words
i wonder when will it all be over
so i play my violin in my sorrow
a void of long lost me no tommorrow
still in my mind is a void
a void filled with anger and bitter sorrow
a void of long lost me no tommorrow
trajecly i embrace my fate never to care about who i hurt or help
but to embellish upon my cycle of rituals
self loathing blaming myself ever so quietly like a mouse
i can not make out the words
i wonder when will it all be over
so i play my violin in my sorrow
a void of long lost me no tommorrow
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