| This life’s so cruel it’ll never let you go
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| from dissapointments and sadness of the world
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| you have the package of children’s memories
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| but what will save you from pain you’ll never please
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| people don’t need you they got used to ignore
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| your dreams and silence friends are only yours
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| a darkblood lipstick and gloomy manicure
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| and you’ll be closer to your the latest cure
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| and would you be my last reward?
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| instead of silence?
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| would you be my last encore?
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| would you be my last revolt?
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| when all is timeless?
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| easily i’ll leave this world
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| this life’s so cruel it makes you self-obsessed
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| in every corner you’ll be a lonely guest
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| just put your clothes i let run away
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| from days of panic that stand here on your way
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| and would you be my last reward?
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| instead of silence?
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| would you be my last encore?
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| would you be my last revolt?
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| when all is timeless?
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| easily i’ll leave this world
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| a love emotion isn’t here anymore
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| you’re so addicted to the fate you swore
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| is it so painful to be the only one?
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| it’s just condition we’ve got used to run |