| The depressions got worse…
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| And I buried all hope medication will change this fact
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| A life a fevre dream is never worth to be lived
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| A life bound in chains, only worth to be shattered
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| I’ll follow these shadows, to become one of them…
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| Save me from staying around like a shadow
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| Save me from straying this maze of void
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| Escort me home mother of dearest demise
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| 'Cause as a tragedian, I never learned to live!
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| Everything great was built upon sorrow
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| Everything weighty is reasoned on our treasons
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| Not to be free once broke my heart
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| But leaving you to erode me from the inside
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| I wear these wounds like a trophy
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| 'Cause life’s an only bloodline
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| I got born to this world as a stranger
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| As as such… I’ll leave it all behind…
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| Everything great was built upon sorrow
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| Everything weighty was built upon blood and tears
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| But this has never been my idea of living
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| To find what you love… and let it slowly kill you!
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| Time heals nothing!
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| Time is just an appeaser!
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| Time leaves the dust of days
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| Bears me as the outcast son!
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| Sleep well my friend
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| The journey has scarcely started
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| Pace yourself!
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| We will still be walking for miles
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| I know the specters
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| That haunt you in your dreams
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| 'Cause they already
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| Welcomed me as one of them
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| Death to everyone!
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| Death to everyone!
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| We are a generation lost
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| Born just to find all gods dead
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| All wars fought
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| And all faith in man shaken
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| A generation misunderstood
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| A generation in flames
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| The generation of the disrooted
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| And the damned
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| There goes all hope… |