| Fell under the sakura, in the mist of pain
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| Drowning in myself, I'm out of control
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| Smoke dances with sadness in light pieces of sharp steel
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| Do you want to be with me when I'm gone
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| And I'm too introverted to be myself now
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| But I fight for the right to live, right on the edge of the sword
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| I saw pain and all my way I searched in vain for a berth,
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| But they don't need all this, I'm alone and wild
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| There is wine in her plastic, my blade is smoking in her teeth
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| And I always wanted to consider that I am not alone with them,
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| But again, it's been a day, again an empty ziplock
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| We fly towards death, a light breeze blows
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| Throwed sports over the bones, her lips are the highest grade
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| My temple burns so bright, threw molotov VSOP
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| And she wanted to be with me, I'm taking her to the woods
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| Between the lines of sakura in a clear rhythm we merge into syrup
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| Death is so close
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| This is my way of the samurai
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| She's so low
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| They don't understand I'm dying
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| And juicy blunt, my faithful dog, was not you, no need for tears
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| Under the cherry blossoms in the fog of dreams, I need cash, I need growth, hey hey
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| Fell under the sakura, in the mist of pain
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| Drowning in myself, I'm out of control
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| Smoke dances with sadness in light pieces of sharp steel
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| Do you want to be with me when I'm gone |