I wish I could give you a better childhood
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+I won't let you down
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If I find a scream that never stops
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Or describing me in one sentence
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It's an endless pain since you're gone
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I couldn't prevent death, there is no medicine
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First and last breath, this timid body
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I'm without a reason, it doesn't suit you, shroud
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I was afraid to ask "Where is my angel?"
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God give an account now it's your turn
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Hicran, this cut missing my heart
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Your dream every night in my pain room
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Blow the ashes but I'm burned
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My days are delusional, I'm left without you
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You were hope to my dreams and smiles
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It's like they hammered nails into the heart
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Look on earth, you forgot a life
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This boy couldn't do without you, Mom
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The world is a movie curtain
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There is no happy ending, it always runs away from you
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you hate the audience
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The only game whose scene is real is death
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The world is a movie curtain
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There is no happy ending, it always runs away from you
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you hate the audience
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The only game whose scene is real is death
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Every pale face is painted with lies
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The dream ends, the servant wakes up to the truth
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He doesn't like autumn, no leaves
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Will there be a word for this black earth?
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If I swear, the body develops over time
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If I laughed, why don't you think it will change
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Words do not console without knowing the problem
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Let the tears flow, this heart will not forget
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I'm stagnant now looking for my fault
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The minister is blind while making the choice
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He plays life, his purpose is formless
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He is drunk because of my pain, he is incompetent
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It's the same sadness you feel
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Sleep is my promise to death
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There's no point, curse every day that's born
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This boy couldn't do without you forgive me
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The world is a movie curtain
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There is no happy ending, it always runs away from you
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you hate the audience
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The only game whose scene is real is death
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The world is a movie curtain
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There is no happy ending, it always runs away from you
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you hate the audience
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The only game whose scene is real is death
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No, Bornova
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The world is a movie curtain
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There is no happy ending, it always runs away from you
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you hate the audience
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The only game whose scene is real is death
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The world is a movie curtain
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There is no happy ending, it always runs away from you
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you hate the audience
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The only game whose scene is real is death
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(One game is death, one game is death)
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Bad, bad as a man and real as pain
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But you are like your mother, too smart for this uninhabitable world |